When witches go riding, and black cats are seen, the moon laughs and whispers, ‘tis near Halloween.

Witch and ghost make merry on this last of dear October’s days.

A gypsy fire is on the hearth, Sign of the carnival of mirth; Through the dun fields and from the glade Flash merry folk in masquerade, For this is Hallowe'en!

On Halloween, witches come true; Wild ghosts escape from dreams. Each monster dances in the park....

It's Halloween! It's Halloween! The moon is full and bright And we shall see what can't be seen On any other night. Skeletons and ghosts and ghouls, Grinning goblins fighting duels, Werewolves rising from their tombs, Witches on their magic brooms. In masks and gown we haunt the street And knock on doors for trick or treat. Tonight we are the king and queen, For oh tonight it's Halloween!

The devil's voice is sweet to hear.