The Witching Hour

Tell me show me what you see

Visions in your midnight dreams

Stare into your crystal ball, say you see it all

Hide away in a darkened room

Candles burning, sweet perfumes

The spirit world is for those who want

Love, greed, money, become God

Look to cards for wondrous things to come

The magic works first you must pay

Holy father send your blessing unto thee

Feed the soul with lust and greed

Take my hand, tell me what's your sign

Listen to what I say, I speak divine

Foretelling days that are about to come

End of session your time is done

Black bird of sorrow sing your song

Deep within yourself something's wrong

Still you fall prey to this psycho trap

Know the truth this magic is black

Reach out and pay the price

Wake up fool open your eyes

Tell me show me what you see

Visions in your midnight dreams

Let me tell you what I see

A treacherous lie, a snake in a tree