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