Two bat wings
A raven’s tongue
Seven eyes of newt
Three dead flies
A dirty skull
And one old leather boot
Throw it in a boiling pot
And what have you got?
Wait until dark
Four rat tails
A reptile heart
A salted pair of lips
Five old bones
A spider leg
You can’t f**kin miss
Bless it with a witch’s hex
And what happens next?
Your name’s on the lips of my coven
We whisper things you desire
Bathing our skin in the moonlight
In fame, fortune and fire
It’s painful my love if you want it Like cats sing from the heat
Be careful what it is that you wish for
It might not be what you dreamed