[Intro] (The sound of a heavy cast-iron cauldron boiling over a crackling fire, accompanied by the rhythmic beating of a voodoo floor drum and a chilling rattle of snake bones and dried herbs) [Voice Prompt: Ancient, gravelly, dry whisper, dripping with venom and swamp dampness] Eye of newt and toe of frog... Wool of bat and tongue of dog. Welcome to the witches' circle. [Verse 1] [Voice Prompt: Rhythmic, hypnotic delivery, sounding like an ancient spell being chanted over a fire] Deep in the forest where the dead wood groans, Baba Yaga builds her hut on chicken bones. Spinning round the mortar, flying through the dark, Leaving every wicked victim with a rotting mark! Like *The Witch* on *Blair Witch* flickering camera reel, Making dark agreements that you cannot unseal. Stirring up the cauldron with a blackened willow spoon, Howling like a banshee at a blood-red moon. *Magica, mystica, sanguis et humus*, Binding every mortal to the dark among us! [Pre-Chorus] [Voice Prompt: Vocals rising in volume, layered with a echoing, multi-voiced coven chanting in Latin and English] *Abra kadabra, pulvis et umbra!* Stir the pot of poison till the numbers slumber! Pins in the doll and a curse on your head, Before the morning breaks, you'll wish you were dead! [Chorus] [Voice Prompt: Explosive doom-sludge metal chorus fused with tribal voodoo percussion, massive down-tuned guitar crunch, ancient roaring vocals] The Witch! Brewing up a storm in the night! Striking down your soul with an unholy blight! Like *American Horror Story* coven spelling doom, Riding on a broomstick straight across the room! From New Orleans voodoo down to Salem's tree, The dark enchantress claims her ultimate fee! In the heart of the VOID, where the black magic thrives, The witches take your breath and steal your lives! [Verse 2] [Voice Prompt: Fast, syncopated swamp-groove rhythm, venomous and hypnotic delivery] Down in the bayou where the black cat purrs, Voodoo priestess walking through the cypress burs. Baron Samedi laughing with a top-hat crown, Bringing all the living to the spirit town. Like *Hansel and Gretel* baking in the oven heat, Turning sweet children into a demonic treat. Chanting *Hocus Pocus* with the Sanderson sisters' gleam, Turning all your safety into a waking scream! *Oko yeye, kofi ka!* Summoning the spirits from the great afar! [Bridge] (All heavy guitars and drums cut out instantly. Only a wet, bubbling cauldron, rattling chains, and a low, resonant voodoo drumbeat remain) [Voice Prompt: Whispering right in the ear, shifting from a sweet feminine tone into a demonic cackle] *(Whisper)*: Do you feel the chill on the back of your neck? That's my spell taking hold. *(A crushing, heavy doom-metal breakdown hits with massive distortion and a thunderous tribal drum roll)* [Final Chorus] [Voice Prompt: Maximum heaviness, full band and tribal coven choir crashing together, throat-shredding archaic roar] The Witch! Brewing up a storm in the night! Striking down your soul with an unholy blight! Like *American Horror Story* coven spelling doom, Riding on a broomstick straight across the room! From New Orleans voodoo down to Salem's tree, The dark enchantress claims her ultimate fee! In the heart of the VOID, where the black magic thrives, The witches take your breath and steal your lives! [Outro] (Instruments dissolve into a crackling campfire, boiling liquid, and a distant owl hooting in a swamp) [Voice Prompt: Dry, weathered, ancient whisper, dripping with ritualistic malice] The spell is cast... Another soul sealed in the VOID. (A final, sharp sound of a wooden broom snapping in half, followed by absolute silence) [End]
