yotaka

When in deep dark night the shadows are awakening to life, When in the silver shimmering pale moon light - spiders are spinning the yarn of life, When the howling wolves are singing  to Mother Moon and when the ditties of the elves and trolls do silently sound ... When the Banshees are striding through the land ... and are reaching for the poorest of souls ... then the time of farewell has come and the blooming strength of life has melt away. Time now has come for the dark man to approach and ... hush ... silent ... "Hear'st thou him knocking at the door?" To Samhain the ghosts are singing, the melody of the bustle is ten