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 teapot broken

I kind of realized

That their power was less here

Oh, here on the outside

I fell to my knees in haziness

And I looked in through the window

To the cellar (Cellar)

Cellar!

But things were moving down there

Well 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

But 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

Evil

I went back

To see if my grandma was still there

Waiting for me in the attic

Oh, I hate that bitch!