Halloween is not about children with bags of candy
Beware whose door you knock upon.
There are those who live among us
They blend in well.
On Halloween, their fear is great
The gates of Hell are open.
One hour when they can roam
Those that made it here before feel unsafe
There may come one to claim that space.
Your children play with them, you think them friends
This may be true, so please don’t knock on Mary’s door
Don’t break the spell.
New families here in town should be warned
Pass by 34 Oakland Street, leave well enough alone
Nobody knows this story to be true.
Would you knock where no lanterns light the darkened door?
Would you make the swap to save a soul from going back?
The one that stands behind you now
Will make the choice if you do not…