Butcher - Halloween

Twilight images awaken from their sleep,
hidden in the shadows, always watching, never seen.
Waiting for the season, for their spells to be cast,
yearning for their freedom, wait the souls
of The Damned!

Better lock your windows, slam the bolt on every door,
grab your crucifix, get on your knees and pray!
There's something in the darkness that can see your every move.
Now it's out there, in the shadows, watching you!

So close your eyes and scream, it's Halloween.

The wait is over, their time it has come.
The clock strikes Midnight! Your nightmare has begun.
They've crossed the Great Divide. They've come for your soul.
They've come to take you to the Hell
they call "home".

Better lock your windows, slam the bolt on every door,
grab your crucifix, get on your knees and pray!
When the ground begins to tremble, and the skies begin to bum,
all the children of the grave will walk the Earth.

So close your eyes and scream on Halloween.

There's nothing out there, but you're not alone.
The fate before you is beyond your control.
You've got nothing to fear, it's only a dream.
So, until the next time, may your spirit
rest in peace.

Better lock your windows, slam the bolt on every door,
grab your crucifix, get on your knees and pray!
When you think you must be dreaming, but the nightmare never ends,
You will know this is the season of the dead!

Just close your eyes and scream, it's Halloween!