A distant shriek breaks the quiet night, Night creatures turn their ears. Sky-clad figures ride enchanted steeds, Chasing on at breakneck speeds. Can you see them speeding through the night? As fast as any bird in flight. Silhouettes against the Mother Moon, They will be there. When the cloud rolls on they wait there sister dears, No one else could seem to hear. Let us join together in our secret art, Merry meet and merry part. Can you see them speeding through the night? As fast as any bird in flight. Silhouettes against the Mother Moon, They will be there soon. Can you see them speeding through the night? As fast as any bird in flight. Silhouettes against the Mother Moon, They will be there soon. Silhouettes against the Mother Moon, They will be there soon.