吹牡蛎邪教

In Benevinito a nut tree stands, and thither by night from many lands,

over waters and on the wind come witches flying of every kind,

on goats and boars and bears and cats, some upon broomsticks, some like bats.

Howling, hurting, hurrying all, come to the tree at the master's call.

Come, my dear, join our cult and obey the Lord.