Madhatter - The Witches Of Blue Hill Lyrics

In the dark of night they gather round
The witches and their power profound
Mystic brews and ancient spells
Their magic circles, where darkness dwells

Black cats and broomsticks
Potions (and) stone
Gather round, let their magic be known
Hear the cackle, feel the chill
The witches of blue hill

Beneath the roots of the old tree
They chant and conjure, so wild and free
Their cauldron bubbles, their eyes alight
As they cast their spell into the night

Black cats and broomsticks
Potions (and) stone
Gather round, let their magic be known
Hear the cackle, feel the chill
The witches of blue hill

DANCE WITH THE WITCHES OF BLUE HILL
BENEATH THE MOON
LET THEIR POWER THRILL

Their magic forever, stories to be told
Witches of blue hill with power that is untold

Dance with the witches

DANCE WITH THE WITCHES OF BLUE HILL
BENEATH THE MOON
LET THEIR POWER THRILL

DANCE WITH THE WITCHES OF BLUE HILL
BENEATH THE MOON
LET THEIR POWER THRILL