In a frigid, noiseless town,
there is a gingerbread house nearby a cornfield,
countless shafts to count.
You can enter if you dare,
in most shadows, a Witch with a long chiffon hair,
on the other hand, in the cabin, a jester with the evil most chimes,
oh dear, have you seen a clown who doesn't smile?
Narrow thy footsteps, come close and open the gates,
creepy hollows with gestures and prisoned in hates.
Eerie noises shall be heard,
hearing them say, "no sudden movements,
or someone will get hurt."
Shaky hands, numb knees, but why did you visit the town?
Some of the foreign trees will howl with horrible, horrible frowns.
Flying obsidian black bats and unusual whispers of beasts,
try to brawl once, a critter will attempt to seize.
From the unforgettable nightmares to royal fairytales,
legends had spoken, a scarce of theories are no fraud-flames.
An antidote towards a man with a hook,
strive to wake the undead,
empty path of wisdom is only straight ahead.
What's your favorite film?
"Before I Wake,"
"Keep Watching,"
"It," or "Shut In,"
Or even "Razors to the Heart" by Shakespeare?
It's alright not to bid out, but don't you deny it,
because they can chase your fears.
Imagine the corpses,
swimming over from where they have drowned,
for so many years, they are only attached to the ground,
with the taste of freedom,
now they're ready to construct sinister-like sounds.
You're such a candid being, good and wise,
I hope you've been warned to never enter twice.
Authentic myths, haunted ghouls, and frightening creatures that are rarely to be seen,
Oh, we just want to greet you,
a Happy Holloween.
Holloween vibes to everyone :)