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There once was an old woman

Who called the swamp her home

A shack on chicken bone stilts

Murky water bubbled down below

She comes

The wind begins to blow

Leaves shake, trees creak and grown

The Curse of Baba Yaga

She’ll eat your bones

All who enter the swamp at night

Meet a fate filled with

Blood and fright

She comes

The wind begins to blow

Leaves shake, trees creak and grown

She comes

The spirits wail in tow

Iron teeth drip blood in the light

The Curse of Baba Yaga

She’ll eat your bones

The Curse of Baba Yaga

A wicked crone

All knowing

All seeing

All revealing

All being

She comes

The wind begins to blow

Leaves shake, trees creak and grown

She comes

The spirits wail in tow

Iron teeth drip blood in the light

The Curse of Baba Yaga

Baba Yaga

Add it to the pot

Heart, eyes, blood, bones

Iron teeth into flesh

Into her fiery stove

The Curse of Baba Yaga

All knowing

All seeing

All revealing

All being

The Curse of Baba Yaga