Sometimes in the darkness of night
You see a figure move against the light
What could it be?
This shadow that only you can see

Feel the hair on your back raise
As the wraith passes by the veil
Fearing the curse
You hold tight the candles flame

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Beware the demon that breeds fear
You tremble, you shiver, you stir
See now the spirit that haunts here
Hear the spectral shrieks occur
Beware the demon that breeds fear
You tremble, you shiver, you stir
Beware the witching hour
Spirits roam free in the night

Somehow through the pale even tide
You hear the footsteps from the other side
Could it be you?
Feel its evil presence reaching through

Like a cold spot in a warm room
Icy fingers caress your spine
Fearing the worst
Death descends on black wings

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Your heart is racing
I’m reaching out for your soul
I’ll strike at the third bells toll
Beware the witching hour, beware