In The Twilight Hour

When wolves gather in the twilight hour, and move among the shadows, the Boogeyman usurps the power, the Reaper's at the gallows. When tired eyes play dirty tricks, fear lurks in every corner. In the glow of candlesticks, dancing wraiths grow longer. When the Tree People gather in the yard and the whippoorwill calls out, one dares not let down their guard, for evil lurks about.