Witchcraft 101

Do you consort with witches
Do you like to cast spells
Do you shuffle tarot cards
Are you a witch yourself

The witch is old, the witch is new
The witch has cast a spell on you

She's in league with the Devil
She has the blackest cat
She drinks from a cauldron
She wears a pointed hat

Never laid eyes on her before
Yet somehow know her name
See her darkening your door
We'll burn you just the same

The witch is old, the witch is new
She has a surprise for you

A block of solid wax
Smeared with blood and hair
A small cloth bag with amethyst
And a pot for elixirs
A dagger with two edges
A golden cup with blood
Monkey fist, a travelers mask
Familiar animal
A poppet made of porcelain
Fingernails sprinkled in
Baptized in the targets name
And hidden close to them

The witch is old, the witch is new
She has put a curse on you

Calculate the stars aligned
Conducive to the rite
Consecrate with a clear mind
And keep track of the sign
Copper pot and incense
Chalice made of glass
Witches stick and compass
Ring of salt and mass

The witch has something to give you
She has put a hex on you

As we thought she's floating
She's evil for God's sake
Shackle her in heavy chains
And tie her to the stake

Equinox approaching
She'll be well prepared
Silhouetted by the moon
Laughter in the air
Children have gone missing
The husbands lust for her
No longer a slave to
The town Minister

The witch has cast a spell on you
The witch is out looking for you

She's in league with the Devil
She has the blackest cat
She drinks from a cauldron
Wears a pointed hat
Do you consort with witches
Do you like to cast spells
Do you shuffle tarot cards
Are you a witch yourself



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Writer(s): Shannon Bryant
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