Whispers in the dark
Footsteps on the floor
Moon's a hiding mark
Shadows by the door
Windows creak and groan
Chilly winds that moan
Eyes that seem to roam
Night is filled with bone
Ghostly figures dance
Round and round they turn
Lost in eerie trance
Candles softly burn
Black cats cross your path
Wolves begin to howl
Feel the cool night's wrath
Echoes start to growl
Jack-o'-lantern grins
Cornfield maze so tall
Find the fear within
Hear the hauntings call
Voices from the grave
Hallowed ground they crave
In the dark behave
Children never brave