Panic in the air Ghostly apparitions Awaken to the call Making your skin crawl Incense, tambourines All you see are pools of blood Sorcerors arise Lit by candle light And fire in their eyes Couldrons bubble over-filled Grinning Jack-O-Lanterns 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 Your bravery's fading somehow Garlic round your neck Time to make your stand Paranoia's got you wrecked Boney, witches fingers You jump at every little sound Scratching at your face Skeletons sit beside you Making your heart race Cold sweat is runnin' You've got a one-way ticket Runnin' from your brow To six feet underground