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 that night
She lead him to the 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