Bowerman knew the witches' performed rituals at Dartmoor.
Everyone at his church warned him about hunting late,
But the proud hunter boasted with great vigour
and listed all his achievements and manly traits.

He shrugged off his good friends' warnings and took his dogs with him.
As fate would have it, the dogs led him straight to the witches' den.
His chances of escaping their clutches were very slim,
but he managed to escape, but fate would cross their paths again.

Bowerman's luck ran out when he made an enemy out of the witches.
They waited for his return to Dartmoor to carry out their evil plans.
Bowerman crossed the wrong psycho bitches —
When he came back, he was already a dead man.

The witch Levera turned into a hare to lure the hunter.
Bowerman and his hounds followed the hare into the witches' circle.
The witch transformed back, and before the hunter could confront her,
the coven of witches revealed themselves with fog the colour of purple.

Bowerman watched as his hounds were turned to stone.
The cruel witches forced him to watch his pets die.
Bowerman could have avoided his fate if he did not mess with the unknown —
They turned Bowerman into a pile of rocks, and his arrogance was the reason why.