Witches Chant Lyrics

O spirito di morte indegna pace e bene!

Round about the cauldron go
In the poison'd entrails throw
Toad, that under cold stone
Days and nights has thirty-one
Swelter'd venom sleeping god
Boil thou first I the charmed pot

Double, double toil and trouble
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble

Fillet of a fenny snake
Into the cauldron boil and bake
Eye of newt and toe of frog
Wool of bat and tongue of dog
Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting
Lizard's leg and owlet's wing
For a charm of powerful trouble
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble

Double, double toil and trouble
Fire burn and cauldron burn

O spirito di morte indegna pace e bene

Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf
Witches' mummy, maw and gulf
of the ravin'd salt-sea shark
root of hemlock digg'd I' the dark
Liver of blaspheming Jew
Gall of goat, and slips of yes
Silver'd in the moon's eclipse
Nose of Turk and Tartar's lips
Finger of birth-strangled babe
Ditch deliver'd by a drab
Make the gruel thick and slab
Add there to a tiger's cauldron
Cool it with a baboons blood
Then the charm is firm and good

Double, double til and trouble
Fire burn and cauldron burn