Gothicly Gruesome

Eerie winds sending shivers down my spine As the clouds cover the moon You say, I will come back soon You say, I will come back soon 1,2,3 as I walk down the street, I believe that these pumpkins glow so fine Midnight black not a glimpse of stars, for this foggy night Witches on brooms, yell if you dare You whisper, I will be there You whisper, I will be there Walking past gothic mansions, with dark windows, haunting my sight My skeleton will remain inside this body forever As I slowly rise out of this tomb to look for you Little owl, keeps asking, who? Who? Little owl, keeps asking, who? Who? My soul is the shadow walking on your door, once more Finding my way as I am entangled in this cobweb, boo! These ghosts with powdered faces and long fingers, come creeping As the Gothicly gruesome dungeons bells go ringing, ringing Dungeons bells go ringing, ringing As I walk, the glass shatters, the houses are spooky too