There're demons by the window 

Crying their way into the room

The doors are locked tight

With verses spelt on it right 

 

It's Halloweens approximately 

Although just a night to go

Here the witches are well prepared 

To serve the good to demons altar

 

The comrades gone hiking

They are busy enjoying

Whilst few good lay ready

As sacrificial lamb for demonic souls

 

Would you pull her out of this hell

Or will she die crying tears of fears

Although she has the Verses recited from the holy book

Yet her soft gentle soul dreads on bed thinking what would come

 

Vampires, witches, ghosuls and their wicked party folks

All are ready to cut her throat as if she were a goat

This dark and dingy night is when they planned to kill

Or may be she just a story on Halloweens fabricating

 

The morning will only tell the tale of bravery or sacrifice 

The powers that shall win and would be covercome

Its all a day to go before the story true shall unfold

It'd be in her favour that is what an angel foretold