Awful night to be alive
Boo said the ghost
Calendar reads October
Dirt in graveyards fresh
Evening comes fast
Fatal decision leaving the house
Goblins have a blast
Halloween is coming
Insomnia counts the time
Jugular vein is cut
Karma knocks at the door
Lacerations to the chest
Murder isn't a crime
Nails in a coffin
Out for a stroll
Parks at night
Quake the dead rise
Repulsive zombie wants brains
Saggy skin peeling off
Tampon sticking out of his but
Utility knife stuck in his eye
Vacant stare doll eyes
Walking slow as a snail
X-ray the soul it's gone
Yucky vomit stains the shirt
Zits cover the face