A Broken Spell

I stumbled out of Grandma's room,

down the stairs and out of the house

Once outside I felt My mind begin to

fight a battle for control

With the tea pot broken I kind of

realized

That "THEIR" power was less here,

here on the outside

I fell to my knees in haziness

And I looked in through the window

to the cellar

Things were moving down there,

"THEY" were searching for something

And "THEY" really found it,

the big axe was flying

Flying out through the cellar door

Up the stairs to the kitchen...

Then I passed out

The next thing I remember seeing was

the smoke coming from the chimney

I soon realized the smoke I saw was

actually... Oh No!

All there was left of Missy and her

dress, poor little girl

The spell was broken, I really felt the

change

As my mind and body became one

again

The moon was alive with its silvery

eye

Staring right into My evil heart

I went back to see if My Grandma'

was still there

Waiting for me in the attic... Oh I hate

that bitch