Nothing on Earth so beautiful as the final haul on Halloween night
When black cats prowl and pumpkins gleam, may luck be yours on Halloween
Shadows mutter, mist replies; darkness purrs as midnight sighs
There is magic in the night when pumpkins glow by moonlight
The moon has awoken with the sleep of the sun, the light has been broken; the spell has begun.
I put a spell on you because you’re mine
