Witching Hour

Oh me oh my the clock strokes mid of night Time for the sisters to have some wiccan delight. It is known as the witching hour Oh Blessed Be ...feel their powers! They call upon the powers of earth To show that they are of worth. Air, Fire, Water, Earth and Spirit They know Christians won't hear it. Their hands thrown up to the skies As they chant and give their cries Hoping to get the Goddess's answer As one they move and appear a dancer. Hear their delightful pleas Now they are on their kness. Oh the wind is picking up As they drink from their cup. The rain does now shower For the Wiccans doth this devour This very display of their Power After all this is the Witching Hour.