Their claws turn as their pot boils toiling with the spiritual brew The Devils broth bubbles away as they hum their mystical tune. Eye of Newt, tail of rat and the essence of dead cat The mixture thickens like blood They chant to the beat of doom. They cast the spell across the world under the hood of darkest veil To plunge this place into a hellish pit so that evil may hail. Cast the night they have done yet they have only just begun to play with black witchcraft and to contol demonic epitaph.Birth sign: Leo
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