万圣节又叫诸圣节，在每年的11月1日，是西方的传统节日;而万圣节前夜的10月31日是这个节日最热闹的时刻[1] 。万圣节来源说法很多。教科书上的记录是古代凯尔特民族(Celtic)的新年节庆，此时也是祭祀亡魂的`时刻，在避免恶灵干扰的同时，也以食物祭拜祖灵及善灵以祈平安度过严冬。当天晚上，小孩们会穿上化妆服，戴上面具，挨家挨户收集糖果。
Thriller - Michael Jackson
It's close to midnight
And something evil's lurking in the dark
Under the moonlight you see a sight
That almost stops your heart
You try to scream but terror takes
The sound before you make it
You start to freeze as horror looks
You right between the eyes,
You're paralyzed
'Cause this is thriller, thriller night
And no one's gonna save you from
The beast about to strike
You know it's thriller, thriller night
You're fighting for your life inside a killer
Thriller tonight
You hear the door slam and realize
There's nowhere left to run
You feel the cold hand and wonder
If you'll ever see the sun
You close your eyes and hope
That this is just imagination, girl
But all the while you hear the
Creature creepin' up behind
You're out of time
'Cause this is thriller, thriller night
There ain't no second chance against the
Thing with forty eyes, girl
Thriller, thriller night
You're fighting for your life inside of killer
Thriller tonight
Night creatures call and the dead start to
Walk in their masquerade
There's no escapin' the jaws of the alien this time
(they're open wide)
This is the end of your life
They're out to get you
There's demons closing in on every side
They will possess you unless you change
The number on your dial
Now is the time for you and
I to cuddle close together, yeah.
All through the night I'll save you from
The terror on the screen,
I'll make you see
That this is thriller, thriller night
'Cause I can thrill you more than any ghoul
Would ever dare try
Thriller, thriller night
So let me hold you tight and share
A killer, diller, chiller, thriller here tonight
'Cause this is thriller, thriller night
Girl I can thrill you more than any ghoul
Would ever dare try
Thriller, thriller night
So let me hold you tight and share a killer, thriller
I'm gonna thrill you tonight
Darkness falls across the land
The midnight hour is close at hand
Creatures crawl in search of blood
To terrorize your neighbourhood
And whosoever shall be found
Without the soul for getting down
Must stand and face the hounds of hell
And rot inside a corpse's shell
The foulest stench is in the air
The funk of forty thousand years
And grisly ghouls from every tomb
Are closing in to seal your doom
And though you fight to stay alive
Your body starts to shiver
For no mere mortal can resist
The evil of the thriller
