The lady witch, turn her face down

She bring the coat, and live remote

Stay out of sight, work through the night

With angry faces and evil thoughts

The lady starts, the devils workshop

With the devil's tongues the mountain calls

That a spell extending on all sides

The Great Black Witch, with dark broomstick

Are they evil, or cursed indeed ?

She's riding broom, while leave the room

Will go around, stay underground

With burn and hang, they put to dead

It all happened, with no regrets