Hallows' Eve

Calm and dead this Hallows' eve

I've seen no relatives

Spotted no beings,

A few humans hid 

behind the skin of another

What they dress up as,

Is what they're most afraid of.

Positive and chimey 

With a chit and a chat

Princesses and angels

And religious bullshit.

Creatures and animals

Ripped from the books

Next time, wear the pages

You read as a fool. 

A holiday they said

It's more for the kids

Another opinion

Of american bullshit.

The parties of drunk

With guilty provocations,

Regretted for a lifetime

In the next days reminiscence.

I ponder no wonders,

I feel no magic

Fuck all the saints of today

Down to the last pulpit.

Eras now lost,  

Through years in mixed changes

This day is dead, as are the true Pagans.