Shadows of Darkness
As the evening sun escapes the sky
And the moon shows its silent face
The creepy moments now draw nigh
When the witches decide the fate
The time of reckoning has come
And those evil whispers are heard
The folks know they can't run
For the coven will have their heads
Shadows give way to figures
And whispers to scary laughter
Since death formed their leisure
The folks may be no more, later.