Kallyopae
Halloween
In the cold and full of smoke cemetery
Candles and crumbled incense are burning
The dead of the tombs,
They rise and start to haunt.
It’s the biggest night,
Where any limit disappears,
Where the worlds intertwine,
How has it was from long ago.
The supernatural seizes life,
Not hiding to any mask,
Showing his gruesome fangs,
Scaring out those poor mortals.