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[🧺] #TrickOrTreat tag

Host: Everybody

Event: Ongoing, until November 1.

About: It’s hard to spot everyone’s Halloween tracks, so why not go trick-or-treating together to make everyone’s songs easy to find.

|| 🎃 How to Play 🎃 ||

* [🏠] Give out candy: Tag any of your Halloween tracks with #TrickOrTreat. Give candy to visitors who include "trick or treat" anywhere in their comment. Pick any emoji: 🍡🍬🍭 🍫 🧁 🍪 🥠 🍎

(Note: Tag has to be in title area, or it won't show up in search.)

* [🧺] Collect some candy: Search for any Halloween song tagged with #TrickOrTreat to collect some candy. Just say "trick or treat" anywhere in your comment on their song.

[☝️] Can copy-paste the tag info above into your song, if you'd like to invite others to join this Halloween tag randomly when they visit your song. It's not necessary, but if you'd like to help spread the word, go for it.

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/* ABOUT: The favorite witch of Reis&Almirantes returns to enchant your Halloween! */

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Your skin is snow, cold as steel,

Ethereal beauty no warmth can heal,

Empty eyes, no soul, no hue,

Seems alive, yet bleeds the truth.

Moonlight glows upon her face,

Cold perfection, a hollow grace,

Eyes like shadows, veiled in night,

In her, death finds its guiding light.

A burning thought consumes the mind,

In a blind maze, no end to find,

Good distorts, the wicked seems pure,

The noble end turns unsure.

Desire strikes deep, without remorse,

Reason fades, a dying force,

The crooked path becomes the way,

Even if the soul decays.

The heavens flash and thunder rolls,

Children hide among the vines below,

Black candles flicker, trembling glow,

The cultists whisper soft and low—

Beware, the queen is drawing near:

A Feiticeira do Vento Negro!

A Feiticeira do Vento Negro!

Heroes gather, shining bright,

Blades held high, in holy light,

To break the curse, to bring back peace,

Each brave step makes the fear decrease.

But the witch, with weary stare,

Knows their fates are written there,

They come with faith, with hope in hand,

She cries in silence—they will not stand.

The heavens flash and thunder rolls,

Children hide among the vines below,

Black candles flicker, trembling glow,

The cultists whisper soft and low—

Beware, the queen is drawing near:

A Feiticeira do Vento Negro!

A Feiticeira do Vento Negro!

With trembling hands, she holds the dead,

Her child fallen, the words unsaid,

To bring him back from endless night,

She gave her flesh, her heart, her light.

The mission done, the life regained,

But all her soul forever stained,

The master breathes, the victory cries,

For her son still rules where sorrow lies.

"Arrhênia shall fall to my hand,

Webs of magic, secrets unmanned,

With ancient spells, I’ll weave the thread,

The power of aether shall rise instead."

The heavens flash and thunder rolls,

Children hide among the vines below,

Black candles flicker, trembling glow,

The cultists whisper soft and low—

Beware, the queen is drawing near:

A Feiticeira do Vento Negro!

A Feiticeira do Vento Negro!