In the shadows of the night, where the moonlight's dim and cold
In an old abandoned asylum, where stories remain untold
Ghosts and zombies, monsters too, gather for a twisted ball
A haunted party set to start within these ancient walls
Dancing with the spirits, in a world of eerie dreams
Where the echoes of the past, are louder than they seem
In the haunted asylum, the creatures come alive
A celebration of the night, where the living can survive
Phantom nurses glide the halls, their laughter chilling air
With stitched up smiles the zombies sway, in a gruesome pair
The werewolves howl a mournful tune, a symphony of fright
While vampire strokes with crimson wine, beneath the pale moonlight
Dancing with the spirits, in a world of eerie dreams
Where the echoes of the past, are louder than they seem
In the haunted asylum, the creatures come alive
A celebration of the night, where the living can survive
A ghostly doctor's waltzing, with a bride from years gone by
The spectral love, a tragic tale, that never says goodbye
The ghouls and goblins twirl around, in a macabre parade
Their twisted forms in shadows cast, as memories start to fade
Dancing with the spirits, in a world of eerie dreams
Where the echoes of the past, are louder than they seem
In the haunted asylum, the creatures come alive
A celebration of the night, where the living can survive
The walls are whispering secrets, of madness and despair
As the banshees sing a lullaby, that chills the very air
A mummy's dance is stiff yet grand, with raps that sway and spin
While Frankenstein's intoxicant grin, at the chaos they begin
Dancing with the spirits, in a world of eerie dreams
Where the echoes of the past, are louder than they seem
In the haunted asylum, the creatures come alive
A celebration of the night, where the living can survive
As dawn approaches, shadows fade, the creatures start to flee
Back into their hiding spots, within the dark debris
The party ends as daylight breaks, the asylum still wants more
But every night the eerie bore, will open up its door
Dancing with the spirits, in a world of eerie dreams
Where the echoes of the past, are louder than they seem
In the haunted asylum, the creatures come alive
A celebration of the night, where the living can survive
As dawn approaches, shadows fade, the creatures start to flee
Back into their hiding spots, within the dark debris
The party ends as daylight breaks, the asylum still wants more
But every night the eerie bore, will open up its door
Dancing with the spirits, in a world of eerie dreams
Where the echoes of the past, are louder than they seem
In the haunted asylum