Along a stray in the dark
Against the wish of a glowing lantern's spark
Sense the starving ghouls disguised
Transformed into foggy paths they hide?
A ruffle heard behind the bush
Tricks of mind come alive and hush
Was it a beast hiding or a prick?
Lesser the company, better the trick!
In the night as cold as a blood thirsty beast
Something mystical draws the strangest smile
A monster smiling wicked, within the soul's slipping sand-
Just another sleight of the devil's hand
Glaring in confused faces of devils in the glade
Held high is the lantern light spray;
In the shimmering light their smiles fade
And fire in their eyes turns grey
