This Frightful Night

Open your eyes and see the world.

The world for what it is, not the utopia we all wish for.

Evil desires creep up like the want of being on the dance floor

Cavort audiences exhume a deadly alter ego

There’s no going back it’s time to let go

Piquant characters arouse our mind

Sudden desires begin to unwind

A derogatory thought at the top our lungs

What could have possessed us? We begin to speak in tongues.

The night we wed, I put you in my bed.

The undead continue to be fed.

They eat with rapture, no delight in the fright

It's something no one ought to capture.

One's Adam to Eve, a sweet apple

On this Hallows eve, we'll shall meet in the chapel.