Version 1
[Intro, jazz piano, muted trumpet, creeping clarinet]
[Verse]
The sun sinks low, night creeps in,
That time of year when spooks begin.
Dark caves echo, you hear that hiss,
Creepers lurking, explosions… you… just missed.
Skeletons aim with arrows so cold,
Witches brewing potions, and tales unfold.
[Chorus]
Oh, spooky season is near,
Darkness calls,
It calls in the NIIIGHT,
It calls in the depths,
It calls in the VOID,
Spooky season is near, it’s HEEERE.
Feel the fear.
[Muted trumpet echo melody]
[Verse]
Zombies groan at your door,
Spiders crawl across the floor.
Ghasts shriek, they cry, in dull red glow,
Soul sand drags your soul down slow.
Haunting echoes, a cave’s eerie hum,
Guardian stare leaves you numb.
[Trombone wails]
[Chorus, repeats slow, swinging beat, muted trumpet and clarinet]
[Bridge]
Haunted villages, the moon’s full glow,
Pumpkins carved with faces that know (they know).
Endless nights where the fear takes hold,
Can anyone be brave and bold?
[Brushed drums, soft piano]
[Outro]
When Fall arrives, and the chills run deep,
Enjoy this world, where the monsters creep.
In shadows, in haze, where fears collide,
Spooky season is where we thrive (and hide).
[Low and mysterious, over soft drums and bass]
[Spoken, ghostly slow drawl]
Grab your torch, and don’t dare lose your way.
[End, Ghostly saxophone solo]