In light of the darkness
The sum of all fears
If Saturday night doesn’t bring you to tears
I put on a face to show to the world
I cut my eyes so I cannot see
These horrors that have haunted me
Look at the way it all turned out
See the world spin
Hear us all shout
Now is so much easier than before
I gather myself and walk through walls
Summer is over and it smells like Fall
The walls have ears and the windows have eyes
Conjuring spirits through my closed fingers
The ghost of you forever lingers
I can’t see you anymore
You walk with blood in the palm of your hand
Scorching the earth and staining the sand
Will you carry this weight in the valley of souls?
The children are leaving
Their bodies interweaving
All Hallows’ Eve belongs to the lonely
Hearts still beat to a funeral drum
Waiting for the night to come
The stars are there for the taking
They move just for you
Guiding everything you do
You can touch them with your bare hands
You can reach them in your dreams
If you only knew what it means
There are creatures that are stirring
In your muscles, your bones and soft sinew
Another fright begins anew
People are screaming
Faces turn and fold within
A seance is about to begin
A service for those so dearly departed
It starts at the stroke of midnight
What sights will stir about tonight?
An inner sanctum opens to you
You can hear those demons snarling
Oh, isn’t Hell just darling?
But on nights like these when the banshee screams
You‘ll still hear me growling
A cacophony well worth howling
—David Allen
