They dance around the cauldron with such delight.
The fire burns with an unearthly glow.
They chant their spells in rhyme that you may not know.
As the shadows flicker in the deep dark night.
These hags so evil, carrying out their unholy rites.
To summon demons to their bid and call.
Delivering chaos to one and all.
Chanting and chanting that goes on through the dead of night.
Inside the forest far away from it all.
These deviant women who have such gall.
On each black Sabbath they repeat their unspeakable deeds, so please take heed.
Or you will find yourself in dread indeed.
