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We listen in one late October eye

The locket swings before my eyes

Moth to a flame intoxicatingly

It lures me in, yet can't say why

Are we just so naïve?

This tangled web we weave

Misleading - far-reaching

On this night - into oblivion

My blood runs cold

Now paralyzed with fear

They storm the gates - my enemy

It always seems so dark this time of year

Illusion veils reality

Are we just so naïve?

This tangled web we weave

Earth shaking - heart racing

On this night - into oblivion

The faces on the wall

Their shadows standing tall

And too afraid to ask

"What's underneath the mask?"

Into oblivion...