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Spirits of the Night
Spirits Of The Night
A witch has cast an evil spell,
and opened up the gates of hell.
Pouring out upon the ground
the ghosts of hell are spirit bound.
Among the stones row on row
they rise this night, stand and grow.
Incessant shrills that fill the sky,
in the dark we hear their cry.
Souls so cold and full of fright
spirit wraiths that fly by night.
All, whom dare to wander there,
knows that evil lives out there.
Monsters, Zombies, Ghosts and Ghouls
playing by their own rules.
Hideous creatures of the night
call to the heavens spreading fright.
In the streets, they run and play
Trick or Treat is what they say.
By
Josehf Lloyd Murchison
Copyright ©
Josehf Murchison
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