The gates are open, the night is near,

Pumpkins glow with a burning cheer,

Mist rolls deep across the ground,

Every heartbeat is a sound,

Silent graves begin to sing,

Calling forth the endless ring,

Underneath the pale moonlight.

Under the graveyard moon, we move,

Lost in a trance the night will prove.

Echoes drift on the haunted air,

Steps like sparks through the world we share.

Stone by stone, the past returns,

Every candle slowly burns.

This is where the night begins.

Rise with the fire, the circle’s near,

Every whisper you’ll start to hear.

Bats above in a living stream,

Carving flight through a fever dream.

Hear the pulse of the ancient tune,

Every step is a silver rune.

All beneath the graveyard moon.

Graveyard moon,

Take me higher

Lost in trance,

Through the fire.

Graveyard moon,

Call me soon,

Dance forever,

Underneath your tune.

Graveyard moon,

Lift me higher,

Burning bright,

An endless choir.

Fog rolls heavy, it twists and sways,

Marking time in forgotten ways.

Crosses lean where the earth decays,

Tombs awaken in glowing haze.

Every breath is a fleeting spark,

Guiding footsteps into the dark.

This is where the night begins.

The rhythm rises, the gates swing wide,

Pulled together from every side.

Lights ignite where the silence lay,

Carving paths to the break of day.

Hear the call in the midnight air,

Feel the power that draws us there.

All beneath the graveyard moon.

Graveyard moon,

Take me higher

Lost in trance,

Through the fire.

Graveyard moon,

Call me soon,

Dance forever,

Underneath your tune.

Graveyard moon,

Lift me higher,

Burning bright,

An endless choir.

Graveyard moon…

Calling soon…

Dance of night…

An endless tune…

Forever bound…

By your light…

Graveyard moon.