Jack O Lantern
Don’t look into his soul on this all hallows eve,
for it takes just a glance to be gripped by his spell.
What starts out as a dream quickly spirals to hell
where your mind will see things you don’t want to believe.
As macabre and unearthly scenes interweave
you’ll be roused from your sleep by the clock’s baleful knell.
Don’t look into his soul on this all hallows eve,
for it takes just a glance to be gripped by his spell,
then entombed between worlds, death from life will not cleave,
in a state of decay you’ll eternally dwell.
If it happens to you, you'll have no voice to tell,
curs-ed eyes will see all, but your last breath will leave.
Don’t look into his soul on this all hallows eve.
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