Ash Wednesday! Wytch Haus

​Wytch Haus
Written By: Ash Wednesday 

​Strange knocks. 
Cold spots. 
Is this the paranormal? 
Who the fuck is that floating in my parking lot? 

The cat keeps meowing
He never used to do that in the old place. 
Was this a good financial move, Ash? 
Or was this a giant fucking mistake? 

So ya moved into a haunted farmhouse
Alone, but not in the slightest in the least.
The lights, and the music are always playing when you get home from work.
It's a vibe check is this you're housing a party for just the deceased. 

​Your glass bottles shatter at random
fetal pig juice soaking your office floor
Bet you didn't think this would happen within the first week? ( I know I am not gonna get bored) 
Don't even get me started on the upper deck fan door. 

It blows open apparently
Wide open all are invited in. 
So you bought yourself a Wytches Haus
There is still a lot to unpack still, we are looking for our twin. 

The cellar, the sealed off basement
I've heard it all before 
Because I am a fucking horror junkie 
No need to ever leave the house, too much to explore

Explain the unexplainable
Go ahead I'll wait
Explain the unexplainable
I am just trying to find my Tate. 

Mumbles in the walls
I hear them in my sleep 
Congratulations you found them 
Staring into the dark abyss at 3 am 
( We are all freaks and creeps) 

So you moved into the Wytches Haus 
Oh Where oh where are those famous chicken feet?  
That whole Baba however you pronounce. 
If you need me I'll be close by discreetly eating beets. 

Everything is eery here 
Nobody bothers you it's really weird 
Am I just to used to city life? 
Its funny I feel like I've been called to this place 
I am very much a cosmic volunteer. 

- Ash Wednesday