The Witches Road Halloween freestyle

The following spell is well known
It's effects are severe, but still unknown:

Cloven Hoof
Rat Paste
Spider Eyes
Skin Waste

Hemlock Herbs
Leg Veins
Tender Heart
Babies Brains

Cat Nails
Bat Paint
Holy Water
Flesh of a Saint

Cow Teeth
Nose Hairs
Dog Whiskers
One claw from a Bear

Rejoice as you mix them together
Pluck the dove of it's white feathers

You never could have listened
The result was always meant to be the same
Did you use it as intended?
Did you enjoy this wicked game?

Did the dark clouds form quickly in the gray sky?
Was all life soon to be gone, as you wither & die?

I would never have been hexed alone
People look empty and all the same
Hexed into a modern world
I'll be hexed into these chains

Of paths that shimmer, and Rivers that are deep
Stay dry and dark accordingly
A fair warning to you, as you permanently fall asleep

Evil eye
Rat Race
Snuff you out
Memories erased

Carrion
Dead Feast
Final Sign
The mark of the beast

Revenge for Salem and Pendle
 
Our sisters we still heed their plight
Your cries for help, in bleating trill
The witchfinder comes in the dead of night
Your burning corpse and the blood so spilt
 
So we will seek to raise the dead
Bring their white bones flailing, up
With chanted spell, our covens pledge
And haunt the lives of those corrupt
 
Dance beneath the brightest moon
Brew satins grail, shake the devil's tail
With incantations as we croon
As the caldron boils, the dark clouds sail  
 
 The ghouls will rise at our behest
 vampire bats stream from there caves
the undead will beat their breasts
and fear will reign, and all pervade
 
As All Hallows night draws near
each white witch dons a darkened garb
the shops that sell those outfits weird
are hiding deaths dark tarot card
 
Behind the children’s glee, a shadow waits
the poison sweet, a spell of hate
for if you curse the witches to their face
you surely soon will lie prostrate
 
No pointed hat and blackened nails
The old crones lace and withered face
The new suburbia and F/B mail
The modern witch won't fall disgraced
 
They plot behind suburbia’s, veneered looks
 plot on the dark web and scheme on Meta
So beware next Halloween, from out there nooks
Emerge to claim, histories long vendetta
 
David Crees
29/08/2024

In moonlight’s glow
  and shadows grey
wafting incense
  and cleansing sage
a coarsen circle of salt
  seals shut the gate

A potion of spells
  begins to take hold
a Life-force of energy
  emanating Love
Transcendental planets
  begin to align—
  Uranus, Neptune
  and Pluto by design

The binds of ancient portals
 release their sacred lock
Spirits of our Ancestors
  beyond the veil come forth
Incandescent bodies of light
 illuminate the hour
Ashes of Earth begin to rise
 through this Holy power

By an ancient tongue
  we speak, softly at first
With a flick of henbane
  from our hand
  fueling the fiery flames

Tree limbs move
above our song
  maestros to the sound
Hearts coupling
  through unified blood
  in thunderous crescendo

The witch's path embraces
  the power of Mother Nature
Secrets of civilizations past
  openly present their favor  
Together we join hands
  weaving the circle tight
creating medicinal magic
  to provide a healing light

Moonlit silverfish dart
  through each and every branch
cojoin schools of ember
  rising from the ash  
The Spirit of Lilith
  the Spirit of Eve
calling forth our name
  we humbly open our hearts
  to listen and obey

With each spoken word
  an orb of women grows
 strong are brave among us
  who harken to the truth
Herbs in the cauldron
  gurgling forth their scent
each hallowed bubble
  a consecrated release

Here in the heart of wood
  where all wild things roam
we dance within their echoes
  to remembered ways of old

O! Elemental forest
  heed our call—
  together we rise
   together we fall
Our intentions fully ignite
here, in this witching hour
  and by the promise of Hecate
  we claim the passage of rite

We diffuse our wishes
within the smoke
  that rides the winds that roam
By this sacred dust we beget
  the origins of ancient lore

There is no beginning
  there is no end
the circle remains unbroken
where two or more are gathered
               now, and ad infinitum