Wytches' Brew Lyrics

Omnia Wytches' Brew

-Thrice the brinded cat has mewed! -Thrice and once the hedge-pig whined! -Harpy cries: " 'tis time! 'tis time!"

Round about the cauldron go, in the poisoned entrails throw Skin of toad and spike of bone, sharpened on an eagle stone Serpent's egg and dancing dead, effigy of beaten lead Double double trouble you, bubble in a witches' brew

Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake Eye of newt and toe of frog, Wool of bat and tongue of dog Lizard leg and fairy wing, round about the cauldron sing Double double trouble you, bubble in a witches' brew

Root of mandrake dug at night, when the moon is full and bright Slip of yew and twig of fern, make the fire dance and burn For our will it will be done, when the hurlyburly's done Double double trouble you, bubble in a witches' brew

Double double toil and trouble Fire burn and cauldron bubble Double double trouble you Bubble in a witches' brew

Double double toil and trouble Like a hell-broth boil and bubble Double double trouble you Bubble in a witches' brew

Round about the cauldron go, in the poisoned entrails throw Skin of toad and spike of bone, sharpened on an eagle stone Serpent's egg and dancing dead, effigy of beaten lead Double double trouble you, bubble in a witches' brew

Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake Eye of newt and toe of frog, Wool of bat and tongue of dog Lizard leg and fairy wing, round about the cauldron sing Double double trouble you, bubble in a witches' brew

Root of mandrake dug at night, when the moon is full and bright Slip of yew and twig of fern, make the fire dance and burn For our will it will be done, when the hurlyburly's done Double double trouble you, bubble in a witches' brew