"Death's decay
and slumber at bay...
A frog's leg broth
and wing of moth..."
A big black hat
and a gruesome grin...
Might you wonder
what's within?
Piercing eyes
and pale white hair...
Illumination
of skin so fair...
All alone
in a world so bright...
She will cook up
spells tonight...
and slumber at bay...
A frog's leg broth
and wing of moth..."
A big black hat
and a gruesome grin...
Might you wonder
what's within?
Piercing eyes
and pale white hair...
Illumination
of skin so fair...
All alone
in a world so bright...
She will cook up
spells tonight...
