Phantoms of Samhain

Darkness, it falls like a massive leaden shroud Over this quiet valley as the dusk infects the sky Pleasant faces fade into the shadows of the night As the demons of the dead and dreaming come on out to play Howling at the moon Swarming through the streets Lurking in the shadows On this night of Halloween Carve the faces, light the candles Offerings must be made In the cold October moonlight To the Phantoms of Samhain If you fail If these ghouls are not appeased You will be... Taken by the spirits of the dead!!! The Tempter's Chosen And kin to the Grim Reaper Children of the Darkest Night Steal mortal souls to feast on Ghastly transformations Amidst accursed corpses We are possessed by the evil of tonight's demonic forces! Carve the faces, light the candles Offerings must be made In the cold October moonlight To the Phantoms of Samhain If you fail If these ghouls are not appeased You will be... Taken by the spirits of the dead!!! By the light of the orange moon In the dark of the purple night We linger in these shadows And wait there, until the time is right... On this night of Halloween We roam your city streets And among the masks of plastic We can finally be free So carve those faces, light your candles Offerings still must be made In the cold October moonlight To us Phantoms of Samhain And if you do not heed these words And refuse these simple deeds Well then, my friend You will be, Taken by the spirits of the dead! And if you do not heed these words And refuse these simple deeds Well then, My friend, you will be Taken ... Taken to the grave! Taken... Taken far away! Taken... Taken by we, the Phantoms of Samhain!!!

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