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