Moonlight whispers through the night
In the shadows
Witches take flight
Cackling laughter
Casting spells
Brewing potions in their secret cells
Spellbound eyes
A wicked gleam
Through the forest
They begin to scheme
Round the cauldron
Flames burn high
As they chant and let their powers fly
Under the moon
Their magic calls
Fire and brimstone within their halls
Black cats stalking
Familiars by their side
As they ride the broomsticks through the night
Spellbound eyes
A wicked gleam
Through the forest
They begin to scheme
Round the cauldron
Flames burn high
As they chant and let their powers fly
Under the moon
Their magic calls
Fire and brimstone within their halls
Black cats stalking
Familiars by their side
As they ride the broomsticks through the night
Under the moon
Their magic calls
Fire and brimstone within their halls
Black cats stalking
Familiars by their side
As they ride the broomsticks through the night