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Panic in the air Awaken to the call Ghostly apparitions Making your skin crawl Incense,tambourines Sorcerors arise All you see are pools of blood And fire in their eyes Grinning Jack-O-Lanterns Lit by candle light Couldrons bubble over-filled On this night of nights Leather bat wings Slicing through the air Leaves your body white with shock Wide-eyed and scared Cross in your hand Time to make your stand Your bravery's fading somehow Garlic round your neck Paranoia's got you wrecked You jump at every little sound Boney,witches fingers Scratching at your face Skeletons sit beside you Making your heart race Cold sweat is runnin' Runnin' from your brow You've got a one-way ticket To six feet underground From Letras Mania