The Queen of Dark Madness
She was the crowned Queen of the darkness,
With her all fables and evil lore,
Those Halloween tales and madness,
And all that blood,legends,guts and gore.
But
Really
T'Is the night for the souls of the dead,
Holy prayers on our knees are said,
As we share our pain, grief and our love,
We send thoughts to those who rest above.
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