Sed

Whoever touches the glass is a dead neighbor.

A slow step climbs the steps.
scratch the door with an ash nail,
Sweets contain strange poisons.
And among the shadows, the scythe stings.

Don't look outside; the candle goes out.
The trick expires and the deal is lost.
as the fog sweeps through the village
and a wooden creature bites.

Listen to the echo of broken laughter,
It's Halloween and hell is open;
Fear advances, drop by drop.
and you are the victim on the empty altar.