Hexennacht
Hexennacht Once in the dead of night, I felt a shiver down my spine A call, a beckoning, to join the witches' grand design The skies were dark, the moon obscured, the air so thick with fog And as I stumbled through the mist, I felt my heart agog My feet were weary, my thoughts a blur, as I approached the grove The trees loomed tall, the shadows deep, and fear began to rove I heard a cackle, felt a breeze, and suddenly I knew I was not alone, but in the midst of witches, old and new They gathered 'round a fire bright, and danced a frenzied dance Their eyes aglow, their voices high, they were in a trance I felt a pull, a tug, a yearning, to join in their delight To cast off all my mortal shackles, and revel in the night The witches chanted, called upon the ancient gods and sprites They called for power, for wisdom, for the gift of second sight And as they danced, their circle tight, I felt a sudden chill For I knew that once I joined them, I'd be bound to their dark will But ...