On a cold October day The night before All Hallows’ Eve All the souls came out of their graves It’s time to pay for your evil deeds Soaring vultures starved With a lust for your blackened heart Roaring thunder afar A distant warning of the dark The sign of doom The sign of doom The sign of doom On October thirty-first All the children trick and treat The Northern village will be cursed The godless men and women weep Soaring vultures starved With a lust for your blackened heart Roaring thunder afar A distant warning of the dark The sign of doom The sign of doom The sign of doom March to the gallows On the hill To the execution March to the demons There to kill No absolution Condemn all the tyrants Their sins And atrocities Condemn all the witches Their kins And false prophecies Halloween monsters run Away from this masquerade Soaring vultures starved With a lust for your blackened heart Roaring thunder afar A distant warning of the dark The sign of doom The sign of doom The sign of doom