Darkness brings light enough for the adventure
Transit in trance to another realm
In rituals they make known their intentions
Creepy, Mysterious; Don't bother them
Presently in a past, they speak of the future
A link from before to the 'morrow
With symbols and signs they cower and mutter
The voices they hear in the hollow
Scary rhythms from a hooded coven
Sounds of imminent doom
The sacred number is one below seven
They could be in the other room