Masquerade

Let us talk, my dark reflection
of things that you have seen
in the chilling celebration
that is Halloween

The costumes glitter bright and wild
A burning man, a sleeping child
A whirling blur, a cheerful scare
A smile in the shadow of the stair

Let us talk, my dark reflection
in the darkness of the night
of the lonely watches
and the glitter of the lights

Tonight the watching is a task
When even death becomes a mask
A bright reflection in a knife
In the masquerade of life.