Dead Man's Bluff

The crow calls out in the autumn fields of corn maze

The sky with it's dark midnight blue hue haze

As the scarecrow nods a spider web covers his head and face

A feeling of death as the vultures circle all becomes red with guilt

Dead man's bluff will seek you out on the other side of the field

Over the bluff the oceans ship wrecked gallows lay in a bottomless pit

Where the fog is thick and the carriage awaits your aluring ride

To the cobbled stone gray steeples the horses whipped quick to the bloody thirst amid

The bloody thirst, the nightmare curse, the cape will rape you apart

It's the day of the dead, a dead man's bluff as he carries the head of the hog

His summons so strong in the mist of the swallowing fog

Dead man's bluff, where Dracula will spread his wings, suckle you, and make you bleed

The crows now fly away in fear as the cornfield cries to the moon

The thirst of the night will find you on the other side

Dead man's bluff, the night of the living dead, the doom