July - Cold Fingers

The witch ran away with fear in her eyes
She said she'll never come back
Things went too obscure for her
Magic spells didn't help at all
I asked one friend of mine to look after me
But when she came I had to leave
And leave her alone in the house
After a while she called and screamed;
"They are here, thеy are here and thеy don't let me out"
I went there to look of what's going on
And as soon as I entered the house
I felt like someone's cold fingers on my throat
And couldn't take a breath
This was my first contact, so now I am sure
This is for real