Whiplash Stirring The Cauldron
The moon is full one dark evil night A blood curdling chill perilous fight The fog is thick the clouds set in A twist of fate a night of sin The howl of the wolf a dark evil power Creeps down your spine it's the witching hour The minute you fall to the hands of the flame Evil will take its course, it's all over The wicked witch's mission is through Once the bubbling brew has tasted you The eye of newt and fang of bat A pinch of this a pinch of that An odor lurks from burning skin The spice of life the cauldron will win The chanting is done devour your stew Just don't turn your eyes or it'll devour you
