Cannibal Witch

Where the wild winds blow in their most desolate roar
Where lone pines bow their heads in grief
Where flowers cease to grow and where the birds don't sing no more
Deep in the forests that none can ever leave
There you can see her fly across the evening sky
In her mortar... A pestle she swings
Even the moon does hide from her despiteous ride
For she is evil amongst all other things.

Bone-mother
(wood-maid)
Deathless crone.

The cannibal witch
She feast on human flesh in secrecy
The cannibal witch
Crushing them bones in grinding glee
Her hunger is enormous, so are her iron teeth
Baba yaga bony legs
The cannibal witch.

Her crooked hut lays concealed in a grove unsound
Wreathed by a fence made of skulls and bones
Even the night congeals when it hears the sound
Of snoring nostrils and horrid groans.
She came to lunacy through endless sorcery
And thousand days of lonesomeness.

She is the arch-crone
Goddess unknown
She brings rebirth which implies death.

Bone-mother
(wood-maid)
Deathless crone.

The cannibal witch
She feast on human flesh in secrecy
The cannibal witch
Crushing them bones in grinding glee
Her hunger is enormous, so are her iron teeth
Baba yaga bony legs
The cannibal witch...