1. GATHER EACH WITCH

Come to me thy Witchblood Cult...
Come to thy sabbath...
Awaken...Arise...Appear...
I beckon you henceforth all,
Rise from your restless slumbers...

Foul beldames and ageless warlocks!
Farm wench suckling rodent child!
Enchanting blood drenched countess!
Awaken! Arise! Appear!

Emerge from sleeping villages
and dead cities alike...
Through the fog strewn woods,
follow the eerie orange lights...

Gather! Gather!
Through bramble and heather!
Gather! Gather!
GATHER EACH WITCH!


2. ROT AMONG US

Do you feel deceived?
Like you can't believe in what you see?
Is the wheel of confusion
spinning 'round"
Depression got you down?

"Well come my child, I'll lead the way
Through dark woods and to my cave
Release your fear, be not afraid
My command the beasts obey...

Now gaze into my crystal ball
We'll skry through fog to fortune tell
Through sorrows past to futures fate
To see what you've to anticipate..."

Does the smoke swirl now a purple hue?
Is something coming into view?
Struck with fear, your eyes grow wide
What horrors have you seen inside?

'"Come my dear, tell an old gypsy witch"
You start to speak
through trembling lips
To tell the crone just what you saw,
inside her crystal ball...

"Nothing's there...it's black as pitch
just a cold dark void
where the world was
There's fire and death and an
acrid stench..."
You testify to the haggard wench

"Tell me child, tell me more"
The bent, green hag does implore
"The seas are black on every shore
The oceans gleam with viscous gore"

"The future looks like a living Hell,
I see billions of putrid corpses swell..."
The witch jus snorts, grins and says
"That's why you might as well..."

Rot...
Rot among us...
Doom on. Tune off. Drop out.
You should live your life for you
Before our time runs out...

"So now I've shown you futures fate
Why would you choose to assimilate?"
Give no man power over you
and curse the ones who do...

"The world is vast and space is deep
Within you'll find the answers that you seek
So if your ready for the final trip
Here's a knife for the
gateway of your wrists..."

Rot...
Rot among us...
Doom on. Tune off. Drop out.
Throw their fucking life away
And go six feet underground


3. THE SLEEPER

Just a child, too young for church
So my loving parents left me in the lurch
A wooden drawer served as my crib
From the evil's of the world hid

But minutes turned to hours
as I slept away the day
No one came to tell me
That my parents passed away

Both were decapitated in a brutal crash
So in this casket drawer is where I'll stay
To live out my end of days

I scream... The Sleeper
And scream...

In total darkness now I reside
To weak to get out from inside
And so my flesh turns putrid, pallid grey
From my bones it rots away...rots away

So now I just sleep and wait
And Sundays I fucking hate
And I know oneday when it's opened up,
I'm waking up and coming out!

And you'll scream... The Sleeper
And scream...

Dream... The Dreamer
Rise... The Sleeper


4. PSYCHEDEATHIC SWAMPNOSIS

A wise wizard wanders through a
withering wood,
Pondering existence and the
nature of evil and good
Choked in smoke
from the pipeweeds toke
Wreathes his frame like his
woolen, ragged cloak

And he trudges and tromps
and hums his dreary lullaby
Bound not by the laws
of space and time
And he swings his staff
like a mighty scythe
Through the fog of the bog
and the swamps rank slime

The wicked witch wanders
through a watery maze
Her moribund swamp glows green
in bubbling lysergic haze
And no one dare search for the
lost children of the grave
Embalmed in sorrow 'neath the
murk of hypnotic waves
But on the horizon, rings of smoke
from the pipe of the wizard
in that ragged cloak

For he searches this land
For the Acid Witch
To peddle his wares
from his bag of tricks

A cornucopia of phramacopeia
Guaranteed to take you to a
psychedelic utopia
Fly through the vast
monoliths of Cyclopea
Heavy fuckin' trip,
hallucinogenic myopia

Brine of the bog,
witch & warlock meet on this plane
And he lays out his wares
he has for trade
Speed and booze
Pills, needles, cocaine
The curious crone asks
the wizard his name...

"Thanatos, Reaper, Azrael
I go by many names
but you know me well
Alchemy specialty,
Synthesize gold meth
Floating over you
at your final breath
Cause I'm the dealer...
and I deal in DEATH
And I'm here for some famous
witch hallucinogens
Let's barter!
I've got the hard stuff you need
In exchange for your
mushrooms, weed and LSD!"


5. DEVIL'S NIGHT DOOM

Intoxicated...
Chaos brings a thrilling high
Falling leaves and house fire
The smell that says it's time

Incendiary...
Accelerant speeds my blood
My pupils widen
As petrol fumes my lungs

Incognito...
A grotesque mask hides my face
A hooded devil
Pours gas around your place

Tonight brings you...Devil's Night doom
Watch as the flames consume
Lashing wicked in the sky
In fire you burn and die...

The sky bleeds red with flame
A glowing hellish gleam
800 residential fires
On an 80's night 'fore Halloween

Foul stench of sulphur
Match flash of violent orange
With no mercy and no regrets
I toss it to the floor
And set the home ablaze
Rats scurry through a fiery maze
To avoid the conflagration
of the final flesh cremation
For this rush of noxious flame...
Eases all the pain

Immolating
Another forlorn home
But not for some sick revenge
Just did it cause I'm bored

Immolating
Another forlorn home
But not for some sick revenge
Just did it cause I'm bored

Incandescent
The city burns with violent heat
And all you hear is screams
Up and down each foggy street

Incineration
Vanish in the dark unseen
Thousands more just like me
Lost in a Devil's Night arson dream...

The words things Halloween has in store
Happens on the night before...

Burn the city down!
Burn your city down!


6. 5508 MARTIN ST

(The unassuming
little grey house on Martin St.
Was not unlike all the others
in the rows that you see
Insignificant seemed the room
added on the back
Just a quiet place
to get some much needed rest...)

A clandestine room
like a billion more
Four angled walls
entombed by wooden boards
Encased in time by a roof and floor
Could be a portal
filled with many doors?

What if evil inhabits
such a normal place?
A crossing void
through time and space
Where dreamlike world's deliquesce
the Witch rules here in omnipotence

5508 Martin St.
is just like any home
We've all heard strange noises
at times when we're all alone

We've had fleeting nightmares
that linger through the day
The kind that make you wonder
was that real or just a dream?

Family man grinds away
Midnight line he slaves for pay
and needs to rest his weary head
That backroom was perfect,
if it wasn't for the stench
But since there's no one there
In darkness slumber crept..

Uneasy dreams bring
night-gaunt horrors
A refracted realm
of night-sweat terrors
Unseen force pulls your hand
to the closet door
Inside, your daughter's severed head
lying on the floor

5508 Martin St.
was left to burn and rot
The room in back, decrepit now
Almost totally forgot

But at the witching hour
The room whispers of your name
Beckoning you to find her
and make her live again

Jolted from the dead of blackest sleep
To realize it was just a horrid dream
Then startled by a sickening scream
Trapped between realities

So drift once more in restless slumber
Witch's curse you now succumb to
And in the morning,
pale-faced and listless
And you will not speak
of what you've witnessed...

For the unseen hand
rolled you in your bed
You came face to face
with the crone of death
The most hideous face
you've ever seen
Open mouth, it tries to speak...
Nothing but a foul reek...
Nothing but a noxious stink...
From the formless hag of Martin St.

Your body can,
but your mind will never leave
Trapped for eternity,
in a little room on Martin St.

The horrid hag hisses on Martin St.
The horrid hag of Martin St.


7. EVIL DAD (DAD BY DAWN)

(How does an urban legend form?
Do you ever wonder that?
How it seeps into the mind of man
Where the starting point is at?
Well take a trip with the Witch, you see
On this dusky Hallow's Eve...)

Tales of poison candy
I believe, I've found the start
Back in '74, in Texas
It begins with a man named Ronald Clark
O'Bryan, yes, that was his name
And he has one morbid claim to fame
Murdered his only son on Halloween,
and tried to blame a man unseen...

Out with the kids, they came to a house
Trick - or - Treat! But the lights were out
And so the kids ran along ahead
Then through a crack
in the door came a hand
Holding five sweet and sugary pixie stix
the giant ones, a full 21 inch
And Ron, like a caring, normal father
gave them to the kids, no one's the wiser

He's the man who killed Halloween
The candy man with the toxic treats
A family man who was driven mad
Don't eat the sweets from an Evil Dad!

Now the night grows late, all the kids are in
the jack-o-lanterns start to dim
Time to calculate the saccharine score
in heaping piles spilled on the floor
"Just one more treat before bedtime?"
Lil' Timmy starts to whine
So he cracks the stick to see what's inside
and downs the sugar laced with cyanide

Within the hour, Tim O'Bryan was dead
but who would ever suspect his dad?
He blamed in on a mysterious creep
from that darkened house somewhere
down the street
But the creepy guy had a solid alibi
So Ol' Ron was trapped within his lie
When it was just his poor son who died
The lone one who ate one of the five...

He's the man who poisoned Halloween
The candy man with a deadly scheme
To collect insurance for the debts he had
You'll be dead by dawn - The Evil Dad!


8. TOMMYROTTERS

Something evil is stirring the woods
I can feel it through my bones
The Indians thought this forest was magic
The green lights led me to it

My shovel hits the dirt, I dig down
Cutting worms in half
until I heard a sound
My shovel stopped, did I hit a rock?
What have I found?
A metal structure underground...

I feel young, but look old
Ever since this discovery
Possession of the mind
What has become of me

Late last night and the night before
Tommyknockers, Tommyknockers
Knocking at my door

I don't want to go out
I don't know if I can
Because I'm so afraid of the
Tommyknocker man

Trapped within this tiny town
All my neighbors start to disappear
A new found gift of invention
Elaborate plans
whispered in your ear

Out in the forest, in a gaping hole
Unite as one, hive mind control
Euphoric thrills, the buzz of Haven
Leave this planet
that ain't worth saving

Cause late last night
and the night before
A two part mini-series
that really was a bore
I don't wanna have to watch it,
I don't know if I can
The only thing that's saving it is
Traci Lords, man!


9. CHELSEA DIDN'T COME HOME LAST NIGHT

Chelsea was just like
any modern girl,
known by you or me
A daughter, sister, friend and more
Out for some Halloween revelry

She'd heard of Metal Mike's
mythic party
In the rural woods of Michigan

Chelsea goes as Poison Ivy
to masquerade with all her friends

The party proved to be a rowdy bash
As dusk is swallowed by the night
Thundering metal bands set the pace
Everything glows an eerie light

And Chelsea danced
and Chelsea laughed
Drank cheap wine
from a large carafe
And as that night broke into dawn
She was never seen again

Chelsea didn't come home last night
I think it's time
to make that dreaded call
A trembling hand dials the phone
On a cold and somber day that Fall

Police and fed's now work the case
And found someone
who could recall the face
In that car she entered, driven by a man
And so the search for Chels' began

Frantic, fevered was the pace
A sprint against time
in this morbid race
But the thorough search
turned not a trace
what could be of Chelsea's fate?

A year passed by as the seasons change
Fall, Winter and back to Spring again
Until that day, down by the tracks
A fisherman found a skeleton

And so we learned of her horrific fate
When they examined
her final resting place
Her light snubbed out
by a cowardly scum
Now rots in prison
for the sins he's done

Chelsea didn't come home last night
Pray you never have to make that call
So advise your friends of where you go
And beware,
the creeping strangers prowl


10. GUNDELLA THE GREEN WITCH

Her bloodline held through centuries
Claimed Scottish rites of masonry
From eldritch shores of greenery
Of an isle cloaked in mystery

She brought the arcane
To the realms of a modern age
And toiled through dusty tomes
Of spells, to spread her magick word

The hour of the witch is now
Her strange tale lingers on
A whisper from beyond the grave...
Have you heard her name?

Gundella the green witch
A witch of much renown
Rubenesque temptress
of a hefty pound
Face scarred and pockmarked
Hair dyed a haggard green
Yet she'll tell you all the men
Still they pine for thee...

Manifested fame in old Detroit
Wrote the witch watch to give out advice
and the Werewolf of Grosse Pointe
Full of haunted folklore to give out a fright

She wanders down
from Martin St.
To the decrepit grounds
of the insane asylum Eloise

In Ganong Cemetery
She thought she saw a golden wig
but as she drew so close,
saw the white of a rotting corpse...
(Saw a haunted corpse...
Found the cursed corpse...)

Gundella the green witch
What have you foresaw?
Deep in the depth's
of your glowing crystal ball?
Gundella the green witch
Did fate let your forsee?
the slaughter of your daughter
on that blackest Hallow's Eve...

Magick & Chaos X3...Collide!

Magick aura, chaotic force
When you meddle with evil
You've cast the course
For that energy only grows
Procreates in the seeds
That you've sown
Rule of three, so mote it be
Selling spells, possessed with greed
Reckless handling out the hex
To charm the desired sex

Unbalanced the equation
and toyed with many lives
On Hallow's Eve, axe swings for thee
Tonight your daughter dies!

Now death hand's come for her
All those dark encounters
served as clues
That a black entity
set it's gaze entity
set it's gaze on thee
Blood drips down her family tree
And now her daughter
pays the blades sharp price
For selling hexes, spells and
witching advice
And her murder happened on a
Halloween Night
A coincidence?
You better think twice!

Everything you do
Comes three fold back to you...

THE END...
FOR NOW.