Midnight Cauldron Drift

Under the moon I stir the flame

Salt and stars fall into the same

Got the sparks in the hollow night

Strange little lights begin to bite

I'm growing a midnight potion

Swirling shadows, silver motion

A cauldron sings in a cracked glass tone

Take my hand, we won't be alone

Moss and embers, rose and rust

Names in the smoke turn into dust

The theremin hums like a warning spell

Every bubble has a secret to tell

I′m breathing in the middle of the ocean

Swerving shadows

Silver motion

Cauldron sings in a cracked glass tone

Take my hand, we won't be alone

Lights shimmer green on the iron rim

The room goes soft, the edges dim

I whisper low to the waiting air

Something ancient is waking there

I'm brewing a midnight potion

Spinning through the dark in slow devotion

Cultron sings and the echoes rise

Strange bright fire in my eyes