17 October 2012
Come closer child, don't be scared
Though I'm green faced and raven haired
Bony fingers, pointy hat
I'm sure that you can see past that
You come upon a special night
At twelve my sisters will take flight
But before that I must teach you
To cast a spell as we witches do
Come closer child, mind the cat
Forget hocus pocus and all that
Abracadabra? I don't think so
Just wave our wand and off we go
You have your broomstick I can see
Soon you'll be flying just like me!
Right then child, it's Hallowe'en
If I'm not mistaken your skin's turned green
Your hair's not black, it's turned bright blue
Oh never mind, it rather suits you!
Not long before we toll the bell
So far child, you're doing well
All that's left is to take to the air
And give the Trick or Treaters a scare!
All of this is jolly fun
But there's serious work to be done
We need you, child, to boost our ranks
And for that the witches give their thanks
You see, beyond our cackling laughter
Your mortal world is what we're after
So go on, point at my warty nose
I'll show you how my magic grows
Eye of newt and wing of bat?
I'm afraid it's far, far worse than that
We'll take control with our wicked spells
Each to all of your personal hells!
So come closer child, it's almost here
Last time we lost, but we'll win this year
Look to the moon, it is our guide
For the annual midnight broomstick ride
Cast your spell and feel the power
That's borne within The Witching Hour...
The Witching Hour • Opuss № I