In shadows deep where pumpkins gleam
A chilling tale a waking dream
The scarecrow grins a wicked way
He haunts your nights he owns the day
Beware the woods when branches creak
A spectral host is there to speak
Pumpkin King Pumpkin King
Hear the bells of death now ring
Pumpkin King Pumpkin King
No escape from what night will bring
The moon hangs low a ghostly eye
As spirits dance and shadows fly
The graveyard gates stand open wide
Where restless souls forever hide
A raven calls a mournful sound
Lost and cursed never to be found
Pumpkin King Pumpkin King
Hear the bells of death now ring
Pumpkin King Pumpkin King
No escape from what night will bring