Hear the voices, see the feel the chill of the fog rolling let me bring you, tales of terror let me bring you, the tale of Hallows Eve, let me bring you fear grips your heart as you've ne'r known Hallows Eve, let me bring you shock grips your soul, as you've known lay your ear to the floor hear us down below calling to be released from your private twilight zone Eve, the rising of the Hallows Eve, and bedlam will rule Hallows Eve, turn look past the shadows our dark carnival is to begin! home as you've done everyday up you walk, up to you door pulling out the key you've known so long you open the door and everything is wrong before eyes a paradise money trees, whiskey and wenches to turn around to see the door is gone forget 'bout the home known so long you turn to face the enigmatic scene it is all so beautiful yet is no dream it is all you ever wanted, don't be naive see the around, you can't leave frustration to be in a cage ...skin of wrenching only serves to enrage they offer you the fruits of all you see you can't the goods 'cause not free suddenly the trees are burnt and dead the babbling brook turns to bloody red the demonic of the women turn only to reveal that now you'll burn demons of all kind appear faces all distort and leer one is wielding quite an axe you are upon your back the axe is raised above head.... "STOP!! it is not yet his time, but we will have him enough..." The harpies with their wings laugh away the Filthy One that you can't stay the Master syas your time has not we will send you back, but we will have our fun it won't take and you'll be back for good we'll let you meet the axe-man with the hood he will rind bones and we'll have our meat you'll feel and be alive, but at our feet arriving home as you've before up you walk, up to your door though you don't know why, you feel quite strange you leave your behind, guess, you need a hear voices, see faces feel the chill of the fog rolling let me bring you tales of let me bring you the macabre of Hallows Eve, let me bring you terror fear grips your heart as you've never known Eve, let me bring you shock grips your soul, as you've never known lay your ear to the floor hear us below hear the wicked saint laugh from his embryo a toast my friends to you, you loudest scream, I am out to get you, I am I am grace, of light lurking always in the night I could have you one by one creeping round I'm done demons taking to the sky round and round and they fly the well are sick, the sick are living in eternal hell celebrate the quill of Edgar Allan Poe, you scream, scream for your Christ everlasting antichrist with death do not serve to a man's belief, just nerve only to reveal more just who he serve on Hallows Eve?