The Witching Hour

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