The Ghouls
It's a cold dark night and the ghouls are out
While the full moon stays obscured by clouds
A not so distant scream is heard for miles and miles
They hunt for blood and they feed on fears
They'll make you cry til' you're out of tears
Something in the black of night is lurking near
So grab some nails and grab some boards
Before the ghouls are at your door
Think you're safe until you hear their call
Someday they're coming for you
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