There is magic in the night when pumpkins glow by moonlight
There is something haunting in the light of the moon
Nothing on Earth so beautiful as the final haul on Halloween night
Hell is empty and all the devils are here
Where there is no imagination there is no horror
Shadows mutter, mist replies; darkness purrs as midnight sighs
When black cats prowl and pumpkins gleam, may luck be yours on Halloween
The moon has awoken with the sleep of the sun, the light has been broken; the spell has begun.
Halloween is not only about putting on a costume, but it’s about finding the imagination and costume within ourselves
I put a spell on you because you’re mine
