Beneath the moon's pale glow A shadow creeps, so slow Through the mist it lingers A presence felt with icy fingers Whispers fill the night A haunting, spectral sight Trembling, you take a step Into the darkness, where shadows wept A chill runs down your spine As the wind begins to whine The shadows stretch and grow Your fears begin to show Is it all just in your head? Or are the spirits of the dead Drawing ever closer now With a cold and quiet vow You cannot run, you cannot hide As the darkness swallows your pride The shadows take you, one by one Until the night's dark work is done.