When the sun goes down and the band, play a song of horror mystery, in the land of the death.

Walking dead roam the town, a scary night mare sleepless nights full of mystery.
Ghosts town spooky nights, mystery in the land of the dead my heart pounding with fear. Crying silent everything is afraid, even the dogs scared to bark.
Scary nights afraid to go to the bathroom,
Making the bed wet.

The house is in a tree ghosts, dancing in the wind.
Ghosts baby crying in the wind for tea.
I tremble with fear, fear full my mind.
Ignite a fire in the house the ghosts ran away, strike a match, ignite a candle let it burn.
Put the lamp near the window, voops the ghosts vanish. They are afraid of the fire.

No more spooky movies at nights.
The nights get black when i watch a spooky movie.
The flames burning in the house gives me a quiet rest without scary night mares.
I rest peacefully throughout the nights.



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