Beneath the silver glow of the crescent moon, In the heart of the ancient woods they gather, Clad in shadows…
In the heart of the midnight hour, Beneath the moon’s gentle power, Witches gather, cloaked in night, Whispering spells in…
In the heart of the shadowed grove, Where whispers dance with the night, The witches gather in silent trove, Beneath…
In the heart of the shadowed grove, they gather round,Whispering spells in the moonlight’s gentle glow.With ancient chants, their voices…
In the heart of the ancient forest they gather, Cloaked in shadows, weaving spells in the night. Their whispers ride…
In the heart of the shadowed grove, Whispers echo where secrets rove. Moonlit paths with silver streams, Witches weave their…
Beneath the silver moon’s embrace, They gather in the ancient place. Cloaked in whispers, shadows dance, Ensnaring all within their…
In the heart of the moonlit forest, shadows dance, Cloaked in mysteries, where the witches prance. Their whispers echo through…
Beneath the silver moon’s tender gaze, The witches gather, in a mystic haze. Their laughter echoes through the night, A…