Black Witch (solo chant)
1 A louse and a lizard
And two babies fair;
The brains of a pole-cat,
Some coyote’s hair;
Animals, reptiles
And birds of the air,
We take of their entrails
And stir them with care.
Chorus (the three, still circling)
We’re watching the pot and it’s going to boil,
The air will get hot and this region will spoil,
But that matters not for we brew witches’ oil.
(All cease circling at conclusion of this chorus. Black Witch to be behind kettle facing audience. Erebus and Noctis on each side. While Black Witch sings next stanza the three sway back and forth but do not circle around.)
Black Witch (solo chants)
2 To those must be added
The element, strife;
Some envy and malice—
The ills of our life—
Vengeance and jealousy,
Backbiting, lies,
All put in the kettle
With things we despise!
(The three immediately begin circling again and chant chorus.)
All We’re watching the pot and it’s going to boil,
The air will get hot and this region——