Night

The night,

A time of hopelessness and fright.

When horror stories come to life,

A time when horrors walk and cause bloody strife.

When the imagination runs rampant through dreams,

As the wind sounds like a dying man's screams.

When the midnight hour comes beware,

The Witching Hour is here.

The time when spells are cast,

And the present meets the past.

The night,

A time of hopelessness and fright.

When all the world's nightmares come to life,

Your life ends with a single knife.

By Gothgod

Sorry, to any Wiccans about the Witching Hour thing.