(feels not as original or a truth of ideas however schemes well)
Tally of mace on nucleus of life's decrepit rung
Desperate dance attributes poison apple and silver tones
Inducing revealing cold eyed banter vaudy poems
Insidious demon tongue nor right from wrong
This is our Halloween
Layers of loess everywhere that time calls out
To the lashes of rancid social whips
Daring as shackled warted frogs motionless hips
Another death angel amasses and stumbles about
Forensic silk of life's intonation...
to defer avid devil
voiced cloth into... pathetic aberration
Masquerader not knowing right from wrong
This upon our Halloween song
Aptly a force fire and ice
That strikes a zeal
The zombie pieces of imbued flesh squeal
**** flying birds for altar thrice
Rescind all spots in the pews evil runs through
Sharing nightmare of attrition with nervous children who
Invoke ******* ghostly images of iron bound evil views
In shadows of society's passion of rot
Dire is walking misbegotten ground
Hate fear floating abyssal holds resounds
To wear costumes and rejoice barfing... who fought?
To next generations this passion we try to endear
Is an act as desperate as it is most insincere
This unfortunately my vicious evil queen
It bequeaths the truth of all our Halloweens