Seething through the broken night
Shush the moment brought to light
The whispers heard by crying sound
as footprints cross the solemn ground
Gates passed through to Bachelor's Grove
Eyes of cold and constant flows
She haunts your thoughts and every step
Shivering spine with goose bumps left
Ghostly figures at night time stray
Orbs on film can't look away
Look right through the fields of stone
Aged with time and weathered tone
Shoulders tapped with haunted thought
The air was empty, your mind is caught
Turned around with no one there
Hallow's Eve with more to scare
Visions of past and Chicago's dead
Rise on up through blackened thread
Screams of terror and morbid sins
Stopped in tracks, they're gone again
Reach the gate of rusted steel
Fallen down on deadly keel
Out of the depths of the spirit's trove
Passed through the gates of Bachelor's Grove
a little Halloween themed piece about Bachelor's Grove cemetery in Chicago, a really haunting experience
