“When the Unknowns Walk Among the Living” 2

Marigolds burning in the midnight air

Candles are glowing, but death is there

Painted faces beneath the moon

The unknown visitors are coming soon

Mexico dances beneath lantern light

Families remember the dead tonight

But when the guilty close their eyes

Another world begins to rise

The Ghost Rider comes through the flame

Calling each dreamer by their name

Feel the sorrow you left behind

Face the pain you refused to find

No more hiding, no disguise

Look into the victims' eyes

Every choice leaves a scar

Now you'll learn what those scars are

When the unknowns walk among the living

Every debt comes due

No more excuses, no more pretending

The night is looking through you

Five dark visitors, five doors to face

No running from the past

The dream may end when the morning comes

But the truth is built to last

Hooves strike silence on a moonlit street

The Headless Horseman hunts your retreat

You ran from those who lived in fear

Now feel the terror drawing near

The Green Reaper waits where the candles burn

Holding the lesson you cannot unlearn

Time is a shadow that slips away

What will you change before your final day?

When the unknowns walk among the living

Every debt comes due

No more excuses, no more pretending

The night is looking through you

Five dark visitors, five doors to face

No running from the past

The dream may end when the morning comes

But the truth is built to last

A leprechaun smiles beside his gold

"Take what you want, let your hunger grow"

But every coin shows a stolen face

And greed becomes a prison you cannot escape

Then the Scarecrow waits in the fields of corn

Asking what you'll do when the day is born

"When no one's watching, when no one's near

Will you choose the truth—or return to fear?"

The Rider reveals the pain

The Horseman returns the fear

The Reaper says your time is short

The Leprechaun makes greed appear

The Scarecrow asks the question

That follows through the night

Will you change when dawn arrives

Or return to your old life?

A dream is not redemption

Regret cannot erase

The harm that you have carried

The tears upon another's face

The candles fade, the streets grow still

The morning comes against their will

The dreamers wake, but none are free

From what they now remember seeing

Beneath the North Pole, crystals glow

Malachi watches what they show

Some remain dark, some silver shines

But change takes more than frightened minds

When the unknowns walk among the living

Every truth breaks through

No more excuses, no more pretending

The choice belongs to you

Five dark visitors, five doors to face

Your future's yours to claim

The nightmare shows what you have done

Your actions decide what you'll become

Understanding is the beginning

The morning will reveal the truth

What will they do next?