Hellmouth

What spell befell our town this year? What darkness fills cornfields with fear? What black spat back? What sorrow fills our bodies still? Thought we defy the witches will? What black spat back? What shadow knocks to mock our glee? And you, my strange adhesive flee What black spat back? Hell mouth Hell mouth Hell mouth Hell mouth What mother paints a widow's peak? A mark upon the face we seek What black spat back? What surface harboring sentiment? Personified whom we resent? What black spat back? What bathroom mirror reveals our foe? Despite our gaze, no visage shows What black spat back? Hell mouth Hell mouth Hell mouth Hell mouth Hell mouth Hell mouth Hell mouth Hell mouth