Bloody Hands

Three crones bury a severed hand
Clasping a knife, add some cloves
Spill some blood, cover with sand
Whisper a spell and then depart
Bloody knives, bloody hands
The dead arise, the dead arise

You've seen a ghost, disoriented
Shouting at the apparition
You shudder in fear, haunted by guilt
Perplexed guests give puzzled glances
Bloody knives, bloody hands
The dead arise, the dead arise



Credits
Writer(s): Colby De La Peza
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