The moon has lost its way
Among the clouds that drape the skies
And the wisest heed the warning
In the magpies’ raucous cries
Tonight it’s time for Tricks and Treats,
A night of daring revels
While the faeries hold solemnities
Disguised as beasts and devils
The wheel is turning once again
For leaf and bough and fae and men
Take heed, my children,
Linger not about the city’s streets,
But hurry home and count
Your blessings as you count your sweets!
The faeries’ masque is not
For mortals and their prying eyes
It’s a strangeling bacchanalia
Made of spells and sweat and lies
The wheel is turning once again
For leaf and bough and fae and men
Beware, rash one, and seek not
To espy their darker rite
For the tide of blood and power
Floods the crossroads on this night
The Wild Hunt is a-prowling!
You can hear the hellhounds’ cry
And the brimstone of their footfalls
Lingers on as they pass by
The wheel is turning once again
For leaf and bough and fae and men
Their quarry is a luckless soul
Who’s doomed ever to run
From the teeth of savage winter
When the dark swallows the sun
Oh, stop your ears, avert your eyes
And hide away in fear
For the faeries make their revels
At the turning of the year
Old Night is coming once again
For leaf and bough and fae and men.
