Tonight's the Night, My Dear.

Yeah, I don't have a clue what this is.

Tonight’s the night, my dear,
Where the shadows gather more near.
To hear our cries in the dark,
They wait and hide at their mark.
So, my dear, to them we will call!
And let our mortal life source fall.
My dear, do not mistake this place!
Don’t you see we fell in the race?
Alas, this is no allegory.
We are in an awful purgatory.