Rise o' demons and spirits great,
it 'tis the night, you can't be late
To moan and groan, to spook and scare
Lots of humans everywhere.
All the world is our playground
and scribes of magick to be found,
Of goblins, ghouls and ghastly things,
Of witches, folk and faerie rings
The night when energies abound.
The night when all toll bells doth peal,
Spooks of all ages cavort with zeal.
Shadows of the world unite;
For all the world is ours tonight!
