Black cats race down the street
They all stop and stare where the cross sections meet
Normally you wouldn't care
Normally you wouldn't shiver under their stare
But on this night
With a chill in the air
As the fall leaves rustle under the glare
A full moon hangs with a wicked stare
You hear something on your right
You look but nothing is there
Out the corner of your eye you catch a glimpse
Something dark, you can't see, just feel it's presence
You start to shake
Your mind going wild
The fear tonight you cannot reign
It is Devil's night
It is SAMHAIN!