The Witch's Familiar

Silent as a wraith I glide Across the starry heavens wide To the castle where a sorceress dwells For I am her scribe, the Keeper of Spells Fervently does my mistress pour Over her tomes of forgotten lore While I keep vigil all through the night Recording rites by candlelight Tonight, the veils between worlds are thin A Sabbat most sacred to my witch and her kin By the Witches Creed we must abide We will take a midnight broomstick ride A hooded lady and an owl on the wing; Brightest Samhain Blessings we bring!