Meet me by candlelight 
Call my name three times at midnight 

Conjur up the hidden souls
Hands pressed firmly behind these walls

The moonlight exposing nature’s recluse
Within the fog spirits run loose

You do not know the power you toy with
Folklore never made you afraid of this myth

When at the witching hour 
You hope the spirits will accept your dour 

“Oh spirits, hear my plea!”
As they hide around corners mocking you with glee 

Attempting to play a god 
But those behind the veil call you a fraud

And now is released an evilness
Due to a silly eagerness 

To satisfy a lonely desire
Your once green eyed girl you want to aquire

 Now these ghosts forever haunt you at night
All the while clinging to a lost love so tight