The Witching Hour

Ye who bear the witch's mark
Venture forth into the dark
Hearken to the ancient rite
Seek the solace of the night

Beyond a field of graven stones
Where willows weep o'er ancient bones
Leave the traveled road to follow
The twisting path to Raven's Hollow

Along this path of no return
Unhallowed ritual fires burn
And in this place where darkness dwells
The coven weaves thеir ancient spells

Round the pyrе, witches dance
Whispering their forbidden chants
Invoking dark, unearthly power
All throughout the witching hour