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At twelve o' clock we scare up a fright For the skeletons keep rocking their bones throughout the night. At twelve o' clock the coffins start screeching.. When the dead all gather for their meeting. At twelve o' clock the widows starts mourning For their husbands died without any warning. At twelve o' clock the trees starts shaking... When the spirits walk by without waking. At twelve o' clock the voices start crying For all those who waits apon dying. At twelve o' clock red roses turns to black When all the undead return back. At twelve o' clock midnight begins When the graveyard unlocks eerie things. At twelve o' clock, at twe