The Witching Hour - Energy

All of my skeletal remains

Within the witching hour

Seem to call my name

Down in the hollows

Where you won’t find any rain

The spirit burns a flame

That’s dancing through the night

With all my pain

Within the witching hour

What will the shape devour

Within the witching hour

The seasons change

But all the ghosts remain the same

Black magic autumn nights

Just seem to feed the flame

Within the witching hour

What will the shape devour

Within the witching hour

Called upon through midnight’s power

Time has come for witching hour

Called upon through midnight’s power

Time has come for witching hour

Called upon through midnight’s power

Time has come for witching hour

The Witching Hour