One need not be a chamber to be haunted;One need not be a house;The brain has corridors surpassingMaterial place.~ Emily Dickinson
Darkness Falls Across The LandThe Midnite Hour Is Close At HandCreatures Crawl In Search Of BloodTo Terrorize Y’all’s NeighbourhoodAnd Whosoever Shall Be FoundWithout The Soul For Getting DownMust Stand And Face The Hounds Of HellAnd Rot Inside A Corpse’s ShellThe Foulest Stench Is In The AirThe Funk Of Forty Thousand YearsAnd Grizzy Ghouls From Every TombAre Closing In To Seal Your DoomAnd Though You Fight To Stay AliveYour Body Starts To ShiverFor No Mere Mortal Can ResistThe Evil Of The Thriller~Vincent Price / Michael Jackson from Thriller
