🧙♀️ The Witch of Black Hollow 🧙♀️
The Witch of Black Hollow (Verse 1) When the autumn leaves begin to fall, The ravens gather, the shadows call. A silver moon cuts through the sky, While ancient spirits drift nearby. The forest breathes with every sigh, Watching every passer-by. Then through the mist, so cold and hollow… A distant cackle… “Come and follow…” ⸻ (Pre-Chorus) Can you hear her? In the breeze? She’s weaving spells Between the trees. Can you feel her? In the night? She waits just past The candlelight. ⸻ (Chorus) Don’t chase the laughter through Black Hollow Lane, The Witch is dancing in the autumn rain. Her eyes burn bright where the shadows sleep, Calling every soul the woods can keep. She’ll whisper softly, “Come home with me…” Like ivy climbing an ancient tree. One little step… that’s all she’ll need… Then darkness grows from every seed. ⸻ (Verse 2) Her cloak is stitched from midnight skies, A thousand stories behind her eyes. She hums the songs the old ones knew, As ghostly fog comes chasing you. The lantern swings though no one’s there, A chill is hanging in the air. Then once again, across the night… Her laughter dances out of sight. ⸻ (Pre-Chorus) Can you hear her? She’s drawing near. Every heartbeat Rings so clear. Don’t look back… Don’t lose your way… She loves to hunt On Halloween. ⸻ (Chorus) Don’t chase the laughter through Black Hollow Lane, The Witch is dancing in the autumn rain. Her eyes burn bright where the shadows sleep, Calling every soul the woods can keep. She’ll whisper softly, “Come home with me…” Like ivy climbing an ancient tree. One little step… that’s all she’ll need… Then darkness grows from every seed. ⸻ (Bridge – whispered) Shhh… Can you hear the leaves? Don’t stop walking… You’re almost here… (A faint cackle…) “Hehehehehe…” (Closer…) “Hehehehehe…” (Right beside your ear…) “HAHAHAHAHAHA…” ⸻ (Final Chorus – the twist) Don’t chase the laughter through Black Hollow Lane… I’ve known your footsteps… I’ve known your name. The ravens answered when I called, You’ve been inside my woods all along. The candles burned because I lit the flame, The whispers always spoke my name. You thought these words would set you free… But every warning… Was spoken… By me. ⸻ (Outro) The path has faded… The moon has gone… You’ll wander here… Till the next dusk comes. So if one autumn night… You hear me call… Don’t follow… Or you’ll never… Leave… Black… Hollow… (A soft whisper) ”…I’ll be waiting…” (One final witch’s cackle fades into the wind.) Hehehehehehehe…
