All gather'd here in dusty nave;

the graveyard still, so now we brave

the presence of the king of fright,

who comes to dance in silver light.

Jack o' Lantern: all Hallow's Knave.

As evil seeps in darkened wave,

we gather here, our souls to save.

As we, the dead, renounce his blight.

All gather'd here...

And so our ghosts lift from the grave,

open tombs a stygian cave.

For now it is that time of night

we dance macabre, wail and fight.

To battle darkness' autumn slave

All gather'd here.