Succulent biting and sucking to our desire. Forever mark the Vampire Empire.. Come have a taste of our vicious kisses. Then drink, awake to the pulsing blood where bliss is..
Chorus:. . Soul, soul, soul cakes!. We come hunting for soul cakes!. We are dead, but like we said,. On this night well take your bread. And while youre out of your abode,.
Soul Day, Soul Day, we be come a souling.. Pray, good people, remember the poor,. And give us a soul cake.. . Chorus:. . Soul, soul, a soul cake!. Please, good lady, a soul cake!.
Have you seen the Ghost of John?. Long, white bones and the flesh all gone!. Oooooooh!. Wouldnt it be chilly with no skin on?. . John belongs in a quaint nightmare..
Flappy bat, flapping at Halloween bonfires great,. Have you caught any moth fluttering to its fate?. . Witches stakes grave mistakes summon your swooping grace..
I saw the earth as a moon-like globe. Outside my window, shower window.. No glass impaired my sight this night. As a vision pulled my ear, Come out here..
Cats in the catacombs have scratchy, catchy claws.. They tousle a mouse or a ratty, tatty rat, then pause,. For something in the darkness creaks, and curious to see.
Sticky feeties, eight wee creepies ~ spider!. Swinging thing on see-through string.. Widows, daddies, wolfie laddies ~ spider!. Laying thread a mite might dread..