Midnight October thirty first 

Although he saw himself as cursed 

The witch he dared to do her worst 

Is cackling with delight 


She spoke in tongues of ancient lore 

The earth shook as a thunderous roar 

Hinted at what she had in store 

For him to face this night 


She lead him to a graveyard\'s gate 

Demonic guards refused to wait 

She served him to them on a plate 

All three demand a bite 


Forked lightning ripped apart the sky 

Inside hell\'s creatures caught his eye 

His terror hits a brand new high

When led into the site 


The devil rose up from his throne 

Recieved the gift and thanked the crone

Flayed off the skin and crunched the bone 

Extinguishing his light