In the shadows of the night, where the witches roam,
Through the misty woods, where the spirits call home.
They dance in circles, whispering spells,
With secrets to keep and tales to tell.
Witches of Salem, they're calling your name,
Round and around in a fiery flame.
Witches of Salem, they laugh and they cry,
Under the moon in the midnight sky
By the light of the moon, they gather near,
With a spark in their eyes and voices clear.
They sing of power, old and deep,
In the night's dark hold, secrets to keep.
Witches of Salem, they're calling your name,
Round and around in a fiery flame.
Witches of Salem, they laugh and they cry,
Under the moon in the midnight sky.
Cauldrons bubble, shadows rise,
Casting spells beneath dark skies.
Voices echo, soft and sweet,
In Salem's night, where the witches meet.
Witches of Salem, they're calling your name,
Round and around in a fiery flame.
Witches of Salem, they laugh and they cry,
Under the moon in the midnight sky.
Candles flicker, the wind starts to rise,
In darkened woods where the spell never dies.
Leaves whisper tales, old and wise,
Of fateful nights and shadowed skies
Witches of Salem, they're calling your name,
Round and around in a fiery flame.
Witches of Salem, they laugh and they cry,
Under the moon in the midnight sky.
Witches of Salem, they're calling your name,
Round and around in a fiery flame.
Witches of Salem, they laugh and they cry,
Under the moon in the midnight sky.
Under the stars, they fade away,
Until the next dark, misty day.