Waiting For The Soulless Soul
Waiting For The Soulless Soul
I was dressed in black with a pointed hat
To welcome granny home
Because I heard mom saying
The souls of the dead would knock on our door
Yes the Halloween has arrived
Everyone is waiting for that yummy Halloween treat
That delectable candies and chocolates,
Delicacies made with pumpkin sauce.
Oh! what fun it would be.
But I am waiting for my granny
To welcome her home,
Because I heard mom saying
The souls of the dead would knock on our door
I am making a dead velvet cake
By pouring in drops of my blood,
To present her with love.
I am also making some black magic jell-o-shots,
It would fill her heart with love
All the guests are arriving
But I am waiting for my granny,
Because I heard mom saying
The souls of the dead would knock on our door
My best friend is dressed up as a witch
She thought it would scare me
But I am waiting for the dead
To knock on our door
I am keeping the Jack-o-lanterns aside.
It would scare my granny
And she would return back
Without knocking on our door
All the guests are dancing with joy,
Drinking pumpkin spiced latte
But I made a special spooky cocktail
With drops of my blood in it
To welcome granny home.
I have been waiting but it’s past midnight
Granny didn’t arrive yet
But it’s Halloween and she has to come
Because I heard mom saying
The souls of the dead would knock on our door.
All the guests are leaving now
With their tummies full of delicacies
But I had hidden blood-soaked cupcakes
To welcome granny home
Now I am walking in the graveyard
Because granny didn’t show up
But I heard mom saying
The souls of the dead would knock on our door
I stopped near granny’s grave
I could hear beautiful songs being sung
I took out a knife and cut my finger
Drops of blood fell on the grave
Someone touched me from back
I felt chills running down my spine
I turned around and saw granny smiling at me
Her eyes were red as blood
I smiled back at her
Just when I was about to ask her
I found myself falling into a grave
With the souls of dead surrounding the grave
They were sealing my grave with the soil
I shouted for help but none bothered
I am feeling suffocated lying in the pool of sweat
I could only see darkness everywhere
My eyes have no more strength to stay open
I couldn’t make any more noise
My body is becoming cold
I could feel my breath fading away.
I could hear someone calling me
It was my mom’s voice
Asking me to wake up
And prepare for Halloween
I got out of bed and went near the kitchen.
The aroma of candies filled the kitchen
And then I heard my mom saying
Today is Halloween and
The souls of the dead would knock on our door.