A ghostly grin lights up the fall night sky,
When pumpkins scream with fiery, grinning eyes,
Each masked jest turns the mundane to a fright,
When pumpkins scream with fiery, grinning eyes,
With candy feasts and chilling winds that sigh,
The night brings mischief in its dark disguise,
A ghostly grin lights up the fall night sky.
Through haunted streets where shadows twist and lie,
A phantom dance in costumes, oh so sly,
The moon casts eerie spells in its high flight,
A phantom dance in costumes, oh so sly,
Beneath the ghoulish sky, all masks defy,
As treats and tricks parade with laughter’s cry,
Through haunted streets where shadows twist and lie.
In cobwebbed kitchens, pies begin to bake,
Spiced aromas drift through crisp autumn air,
Yet specters lurk where shadows make their stake,
Spiced aromas drift through crisp autumn air,
The crusts are darkened with a ghostly flake,
Where witches cackle by the candle’s glare,
In cobwebbed kitchens, pies begin to bake.
Masked revelers in shadows creep and spy,
The night’s alive with laughter, screams, and lies,
As witches stir their brews with knowing might,
The night’s alive with laughter, screams, and lies,
With every trick and treat, a new disguise,
The pumpkin’s grin becomes a ghastly prize,
Masked revelers in shadows creep and spy.
The jack-o’-lanterns shine with devil’s eye,
Their grins a dance of ghoulish, burning fire,
Each flickering flame a threat to mortals’ sigh,
Their grins a dance of ghoulish, burning fire,
As specters rise from graves of old empire,
Their laughter echoes through the night’s entire,
The jack-o’-lanterns shine with devil’s eye.
In graveyard hush, where moonlight kisses bones,
The pie is served with eerie, spiced delight,
A banquet set where phantoms claim their thrones,
The pie is served with eerie, spiced delight,
With ghosts and goblins feasting through the night,
Their revelry a dark, unholy rite,
In graveyard hush, where moonlight kisses bones.
So here’s to Halloween, with tricks and screams,
Where candy turns to ghastly, darkened lies,
And pumpkin pie is served with haunted dreams,
Where candy turns to ghastly, darkened lies,
The night’s a fabric of wicked schemes,
A festival of fright where spirit flies,
So here’s to Halloween, with tricks and screams.