Roaches scuttle under floorboards
Random totems assorted in aged hoards
Brown rotting wood for walls
A scarecrow stands in coveralls
Fields of corn mark lines in the land
Human remains were found in the sand
Over on the shore of a nearby pond.
The birds whisper of a creature beyond
The edge of the property, staying
Time, it’s biding, not exactly laying
‘Till it’s safe for it to come out
On All Hallows Eve, without a doubt
Life and death shall end in a bout
Magic and mystery surround
Death and demons shall hound
And purge the remains of humanity
In another twisted twilight calamity
On All Hallows Eve
Things start to be
Things start to see
Ways out, ways in
Terror is heard over the din
Of voices, shouting, fear is near
Fate predicted by a traveling seer
Who long ago cursed the town
For turning her down
And out, she was cast away
To the woods she was forced to stay
There she learned things she shouldn’t
And did many things we couldn’t
Summoning entities take over of the land
Causing human remains to be found in the sand