Can you hear that ?
A muffled noise from the beyond
A quick quack from a sick skylark
A cold breath whispering in the back of your neck
Then nothing but the deathly silence of a standing pond
Tic tac, midnight o'clock,
Now, my friend, get ready for the night of spooks !
Makes you go wild, when you were shook
Enjoy a snippet of square-dancing desperate spirits,
In the warming hall of unending minutes
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