Ye who bear the witch's mark Venture forth into the dark Hearken to the ancient rite Seek the solace of the night Beyond a field of graven stones Where willows weep o'er ancient bones Leave the traveled road to follow The twisting path to Raven's Hollow Along this path of no return Unhallowed ritual fires burn And in this place where darkness dwells The coven weaves their ancient spells Round the pyre, witches dance Whispering their forbidden chants Invoking dark, unearthly power All throughout the witching hour