Witching Hour

Verse 1: In the cloak of night, where shadows play, When the moon is high and the skies turn gray, The witches gather, their whispers flow, In the heart of the dark where the cold winds blow. Pre-Chorus: Candles flicker in the midnight haze, Ancient secrets in their mystic ways, Underneath the stars, where the spirits cower, It’s the bewitching, the haunting, the Witching Hour. Chorus: Witching Hour, when the magic’s near, Feel the chill, and the whispers clear, Spellbound moments in the midnight tower, Feel the power of the Witching Hour. Verse 2: With their spells and charms, they weave the night, Casting shadows in the silver light, Potions bubble, and the cauldrons boil, In their enchanted, darkened toil. Pre-Chorus: Ancient runes in the moonlight’s gleam, Echoes of a long-forgotten dream, Underneath the stars, where the spirits cower, It’s the bewitching, the haunting, the Witching Hour. Chorus: Witching Hour, when the magic’s near, Feel the chill, and the whispers clear, Spellbound moments in the midnight tower, Feel the power of the Witching Hour. Bridge: In the shadows, secrets dance, In the moonlight, lost romance, Feel the pulse of the darkened sky, As the witches’ laughter flies. Chorus: Witching Hour, when the magic’s near, Feel the chill, and the whispers clear, Spellbound moments in the midnight tower, Feel the power of the Witching Hour. Outro: As the dawn begins to break, And the night starts to forsake, The echoes of the hour fade, In the light of day’s cascade.