Stirring The Cauldron — текст песни (Whiplash)

The moon is full one dark evil night
A blood curdling chill perilous fight
The fog is thick the clouds set in
A twist of fate a night of sin
The howl of the wolf a dark evil power
Creeps down your spine it`s the witching hour

The minute you fall to the hands of the flame
Evil will take its course, it`s all over
The wicked witch`s mission is through
Once the bubbling brew has tasted you
The eye of newt and fang of bat
A pinch of this a pinch of that
An odor lurks from burning skin
The spice of life the cauldron will win
The chanting is done devour your stew
Just don`t turn your eyes or it`ll devour you