There is an old house In the dark of the wood Surrounded by tall grass And no animal would Dare to come even near This scary and evil place They all stay of it clear They’re afraid of green face
This demon brew boils Little limbs and bodies Happily swirling with spoils With insects and toads Everyone’s gotta eat, right? Witchery folk are like this Only a fancy food they bite, This will be the greatest feast!
There’s a gloomy basement In this old abandoned house And if you’re real patient You’ll hear screams of pain This will be the children Who have been stolen Put in the cells by villain For the feast were chosen
It’s dark in the cellar And cells are very tight Kids were never clever To stroll there at night From this dirty cell There’s just one exit Right into the kettle Now get ready to die!
Once witch caught One fat and dirty boy She ate him in one shot Poisoned by him and destroyed!