the dark magic crept when spells were heard spoke and while some folk slept you found yourself woke that's when your eyes set on who you should hunt from those alphabets you heard back to front and those who couldn't speak in that code all those who wouldn't walk down that road or who'd missed the joke and felt undermined were just the right folk you'd set out to find so their stress increased as soon all around they saw how decreased became common ground and you ran them down until they were gone drove them from your town until there were none with old sorcery so easily talked that left hard to see how your tongue had forked developed this knack of making sound right how magic, once black was now magic white then what someone did was change all the text to keep from you hid the ones who were next so now you don't dare to speak a **** word until when they share which spell will be heard what will they incant? what witchery bring? and what if they chant a spell you won't sing? you'd best take a look and make double sure you're not on the hook since no one is pure and make sure you've checked all your points of view since their next suspect is most likely you.