[Vil]

On the first of May

Toads grow fat on stolen Hosts
In little boxes crucified
Bled and divined


When all the girls
Suckle beasts within their arms

Pact-bound familiars
Spill their guts on secrets spied


On Midsummer's night
All true love is undisguised
In piltres foul by lasses cowled

Brewed and derived

Some fat of an unbaptized babe

A finger of a corpse
Dug up from the grave


Dating with Witchcraft

And come the Fall

When the fires light the night
Summer's love grown old and sad
Will die away


On Samhain's eve
Blood of swine will wash them clean

From the memories good and bad
The spells of May


And for those still in dream
Summer's green eternally
Stolen away by the Sidhe

Noone knows they've ever been

A tongue of a snake

The head of a dog
Ground mummy's powder
Piss and snot


Dating with Witchcraft