Chill of Magic

Witching hour is almost here Fear the chill that creeps

Unlikely Friends

I've made friends With the monster

There's a noose around her neck That gets tighter and tighter

Hear the creaking of footsteps In the dead of night

Bury your demons And see what grows

Cauldron's alight Bring it to a boil

A thought, undared.

Exit into chaos Join the madness before it Fades to history

Bloody Mary Bloody Mary

Straight jacket paradise A cozy little cell