Halloween
Witch's goblin's goals and knives
death a awaits your saturn lives
decayed by webs of dark desire
death awaits your final hour
creep along the darkend hallway
under threads of spider silk
under damp and musty smells
under rank impacted stink
squash your toes in something slimey
never knowing what you felt
allow your mind to shiver now
death awaits your final hour
Witch's goblins goals and knives
death awaits your coming lives
in the dim of midnight swinging
death awaits the coming hour
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