Tenacious lamenting echoes through countryside Her keening signals a death to strike Horrid shrieks pierce and your ears bleed Enough to stop your heart and you can't even breathe
Her mouth gaped wide; a broken jaw Wailing louder than the hooded crow's caw A mist appears against the moon An omen of your death coming soon She warns you now, a hag of the mist Your eyes close, but she persists
"Come to me! Come with me!!"
Approaching tenebrous woods, still she shrills Calling out your name, putting you in a spell Paralyzing your body, your heart grows weak The weeping lady, a ghost you now seek
Her mouth gaped wide; a broken jaw Wailing louder than the hooded crow's caw A mist appears against the moon An omen of your death coming soon She warns you now, a hag of the mist Your tired eyes close, but she persists