Night of the demons

Within the deathly hollows

The moon lit up the night

There’s a dance of twilight demons

That have risen up in delight

And dancing around a fire

Mad and intense and full of fright

It’s an eerie kind of feeling

And a scary gruesome sight

They cackle and they howl

Like mad demented souls

Ghouls and spectres float around

While the demons growl and make awful sounds

And the din keeps on getting loud

Before the first light begins rising up

And the monsters are forced to retreat back underground

Then there’s no further noise

And not even a sound.

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