Twisting, turning, shining bright,
Tonight’s the night of shadow light.
Where black will burn as bright as gold
With gloom, and doom, and ravens cold.
The woods alive with darkness rife,
Trees will grasp and come to life;
The creaking, shrieking, shredding bark
Of wooden men with wooden heart.
No place for moon in onyx empyrean,
Her freezing tears shall cause delirium.
So watch and pray as pumpkins rise
To dance on stilts with chiseled eyes.
They hop, and curse to Halloween,
A night for them to shout and scream;
To pull, and tug, and torture all
Especially children lost and small.
So lock your doors and bunk up tight
For evil seeks an evenings fright.
Don’t talk to stranger on the street;
Don’t step in liquid at your feet;
For under moonless, foreboding sky
Blood runs black and will never dry.
But hope will come with dawning day
That seeks to chase the witch away,
And keep the vampires all at length,
And subdue ogre’s mighty strength.
For all seems worse in All Hallows’ light
On this the years most darkest night.
(Amazing image courtesy StinaWiik on deviantart.com)
