Echoes of the Grave

[Intro] [Verse 1] The clock strikes midnight, the fog descends, A shroud of silence where the moonlight bends. Marble-white bones crack the dirt’s embrace, Ghosts claw through soil, veils slip from their face. The wind holds its breath, the tombstones weep, A chorus of whispers where shadows creep. [Chorus] Oh, rise, rise, specters of the night, Dance in the glow of the moon’s pale eye. The d**d sing in echoes, their voices entwined, Halloween’s anthem—the lost and confined. [Verse 2] A chill on your neck, a breath cold as stone, Footsteps behind you, but you’re all alone. The gates creak open, the air turns thin, Phantoms in rapture, let the haunting begin. Eyes gleam like embers in the pitch-black veil, Their stories unravel, a forgotten tale. [Chorus] Oh, rise, rise, specters of the night, Dance in the glow of the moon’s pale eye. The d**d sing in echoes, their voices entwined, Halloween’s anthem—the lost and confined. [Bridge] The ground trembles softly, the earth starts to sigh, A hundred lost souls paint the starless sky. Their hands reach for memories, for warmth long decayed, But the living are fleeting—the darkness stays. [Outro] [Chorus] Oh, rise, rise, specters of the night, Dance in the glow of the moon’s pale eye. The d**d sing in echoes, their voices entwined, Halloween’s anthem—the lost and confined. [Outro]