Black Witch

The moon was shining bright that night
Until the cloud came into sight
Cold air came from the skies
It's clear a witch was nearby

Dressed in black with a heart the same
Black witch was her name
Sneaking up on her prey
She would take a life with no delay
For her it was just fun and games

As her story spread across the land 
She bought fear to the world of men
Rumours were told and sad songs were sang
Of her power to devour growing by the hour

Suddenly it al came to an end
Rumours said that she was dead
Some say she just moved elsewhere 
Her story lived on though she was gone
The legend of the Black witch still stands strong