Dark winds howling, this black October night.
Fool moon rises on deadly Hallow's Eve.
To bathe the land in its sick gloomy light.
Beware the Dark Ones who seek to deceive!
Restless spirits of those long turned to dust,
Distant shadows conceal goblins and ghouls.
Demons cry out! Their dance raptured in lust.
Devouring the souls of beggers and fools.
Beware! With hunger's rage, they prowl the streets,
A rampaging horde of witches and ghosts.
Threatening tricks lest they be bribed with treats.
Woe to the unwise and miserly hostes.
Tricks to be played and sweet treats to receive,
But heed thee my words, this Dark Hallow's Eve!
For Your Entertainment,
Lord Richard of Essex
Captain, Lance of Saint George