WHEN THE MASKS COME OFF
It's almost time for all the witches,
wolves and creeps to show their faces.
With each rising and racing moon,
more and more people are revealed as ghastly ghouls,
Come the Sabbath,
and all it's holy praises.
Landing late in the week this year,
the gathering has excuse to begin early,
so the streets are half transformed with fear
and will be worse for the better in mourning.
After a full and busy and proper life,
suffocating behind masks,
we finally have a call to breath,
for the children have all crashed.
Fallen from sweet toxins
they are all out like the light,
so no one will be the wiser
when the masks come off tonight.
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