Atropa belladonna wakes slow
Taxus baccata drinks the mist
Roots remember every name
Soil keeps time in patient fists
Single candle burns in attic height
Gravestones wear their mossy shrouds
Nightshade blooms in pale moonlight
Halloween speaks through the clouds
Digitalis nods to wind Conium maculatum sighs
Fog writes names on cold limestone
I read what darkness hides
Single candle burns in attic height
Gravestones wear their mossy shrouds
Nightshade blooms in pale moonlight
Halloween speaks through the clouds
Mandrake screams stay underground
Aconitum wears violet crown
Candle flickers, wax runs down
Roots drink deep the ancient sound
Single candle burns in attic height
Gravestones wear their mossy shrouds
Nightshade blooms in pale moonlight
Halloween speaks through the clouds
Dawn will break the velvet spell
Dew collects on thorn and stem
But tonight I remember well
Every name carved deep in them
Single candle burns in attic height
Gravestones wear their mossy shrouds
Nightshade blooms in pale moonlight
Halloween speaks through the clouds
Roots hold fast what time allows
Soil remembers, roots know why
