Baba Yaga
Baba Yaga, Baba Yaga
With iron teeth cleaning for flesh
Little children run, run away when you can
Baba Yaga, Baba Yaga
Living on the edge of the forest
A house with chicken legs running as fast as it can
The door will only open if you know the phrase
Baba Yaga, Baba Yaga
Picket fence made of children bones
With skulls on top too worn away unexpected visitors
If you shall enter for her knowledge
Just know the wind will whistle for you to leave
Damon Blackery
Tue 15th May 2018 17:17
Thank you Stu Buck