Bayou Hex Fire

(hmmmm) The Spanish moss

is hanging low

The heavy air has nowhere to go

There's a shadow crawling up the wooden floor

Don't look outside

that creaking door

Oh, the witcher's nightmare is coming down

Dragging chains across

this muddy town (yeah) Hide your heart beneath the floorboards deep

Before the swamp takes

what you try to keep

Green water bubbling in the well

A rusty bell tolling a silent knell

She's spinning threads

of silver and bone

Leaving every traveler all alone

Oh, the witcher's nightmare is coming down

Dragging chains across

this muddy town (oh-oh-oh) Hide your heart beneath the floorboards deep

Before the swamp takes

what you try to keep (ahhhh-hah!)

Lost in the mud... (hmmmm)

No way out...