Cremation
wand, crystal ball & hat
you put a spell on those
in search of blood disguised

lines being drawn in the sand
when will we understand
a presence of voodoo
have we bitten off far more then we could chew

tarot cards
it's gravity brings some down
viscous long hanging fangs that fright
children lost in a sea of tranquility

eyes with tombstones in their head
Satan laughing spreads his wings
blackened stench
heavy metal blaring

women with hot bikinis
faces in the window storms in the night
Gothic crosses
the only way to go is down

newspaper, bat & diary
they can see your future
the twilight sun has tainted my inner vision
those in search of lust in place of love

omen
black cats who cross the street