Did bravely ride, though it made him sick
Into a place that he feared most...
Not to a graveyard; he feared no ghost
Nor a place where vampires lurk
Or a lab where madmen do their work
'Twas no place he could be bit
Or tortured senseless, starved or hit
It was a place of tall permed hair
With primness and smugness everywhere
The smiles and sweater vests can't disguise
The cold hard evil in their eyes.
Their wombs spawn evil so severe
They nurture hatred, greed and fear
Yet Nick had nerves of steel to go
To the coven bearing this logo:
