Jennet’s Song

Now the light is wearing thin
(Bless the day, bless the day)
And the night is drawing in
(Lay to rest your yesterday)
Their voices start to scare me/
(Demdike and Chattox and Devide and Refearne and
Bullock and Hewitt and Nutter and Preston
Incarcerared outside Clitheroe Castle)
I look around but nobody's there

Now the stone tower stands there still
(Mist and darkness descend around us)
On the slopes of Pеndle Hill
(Hunt us down dear, you must denouncе us)
Their footsteps creep in closer
I turn around and there they are

Elisabeth: Slide, glide, to the light dear, to the light
Chattox: Three biters hast thou bitten
The hart, ill eye, ill tongue; a God's name
In worship...
Alice: Made of clay, for what gain?
Demdike: I care not for thee, hang thyself
Jennet: My mother is a witch. My mother told me
They were all witches. You had on the prettiest dress
You sat next to me... My mother is a withc. I have seen
Her spirit in the likeness of a dog. They
Were all witches. He has been a witch
For three years. I have seen his spirit kill
Three people. You had on the prettiest
Dress. You sat next te me... You had on
The prettiest dress
Elisabeth: To the light...