Halloween's Folly
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Samhainian falsehood
Tawdry and a fraud
Hallows eve a myth
Cloaked in a hoaxed facade
With ancient scorn, we watch forlorn
As humans mock fang and fear
We scoff at fright, in moon's pale light
No masks for us to wear
No pumpkin's grin, fraud spirit's din
Can lure the night's true form
No candied sweet or "trick-or-treat"
Can tempt the ageless kin
Our solitude
Mocks their candle's flame
Their fleeting joys
Beneath the gibbous moon
Demons of the night
Need no night of jest
Beneath ensilvered light
The egg of night safe in our nest
With ancient scorn, we watch forlorn
As humans mock fang and fear
We scoff at fright, in moon's pale light
No masks for us to wear
No pumpkin's grin, fraud spirit's din
Can lure the night's true form
No candied sweet or "trick-or-treat"
Can tempt the ageless kin
Beyond their sight
We breathe colder air
The Blood moon's call
True Vampiric despair
With ancient scorn, we watch forlorn
As humans mock fang and fear
We scoff at fright, in moon's pale light
No masks for us to wear
No pumpkin's grin, fraud spirit's din
Can lure the night's true form
No candied sweet or "trick-or-treat"
Can tempt the ageless kin
Halloween's folly
Tawdry and a fraud
Hallows eve a myth
Cloaked in a hoaxed facade
With ancient scorn, we watch forlorn
As humans mock fang and fear
We scoff at fright, in moon's pale light
No masks for us to wear
No pumpkin's grin, fraud spirit's din
Can lure the night's true form
No candied sweet or "trick-or-treat"
Can tempt the ageless kin
Our solitude
Mocks their candle's flame
Their fleeting joys
Beneath the gibbous moon
Demons of the night
Need no night of jest
Beneath ensilvered light
The egg of night safe in our nest
With ancient scorn, we watch forlorn
As humans mock fang and fear
We scoff at fright, in moon's pale light
No masks for us to wear
No pumpkin's grin, fraud spirit's din
Can lure the night's true form
No candied sweet or "trick-or-treat"
Can tempt the ageless kin
Beyond their sight
We breathe colder air
The Blood moon's call
True Vampiric despair
With ancient scorn, we watch forlorn
As humans mock fang and fear
We scoff at fright, in moon's pale light
No masks for us to wear
No pumpkin's grin, fraud spirit's din
Can lure the night's true form
No candied sweet or "trick-or-treat"
Can tempt the ageless kin
Halloween's folly