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hands of despair - they say their screams can still be heard كلمات الأغنية

the d_mning winds howl as they slither through barren roads and dwellings
of breath, of life, of spark, this village devoid
the veil of night stretches its claws to engulf in triumphant dark
no light, no fire nor warmth, all sources obscured

tables set and linens cleaned for no one to enjoy
scribed welcomes outside yet none in abode
doors ajar on empty homesteads and houses abandoned
their hearths are snuffed, no ambers to stoke

left behind, vacant, nary a keepsake taken away
whispering, beckoning, remnants tell the tale

northward they walked
none of them talked
as if in trance
a crooked dance

night after night
at dawning dusk
a procession is in the works
home after home
this settlement
empties itself to fill the earth

unknown a witch resides upon
the mountainside, overlooking all
with spectral nails rooted in blood
pulling on nerve like puppet strings, forced to march
march

march
to the beat of death
forever
to the hole, the depths
in misery
counter to their will in pain

they say their screams can still be heard

under the trees
murmurs from beneath, faint humming
feeble cries of endless fear

march

march
says the witch of death
forever
to the hole, her depths
in misery
at the witch’s will, they’re drained

they say their screams can still be heard
under the trees
murmurs from beneath, faint humming
feeble cries of endless fear
marching
to the beat she wished
and never
be free of her grip
constraining

nervous system tapped
and leeching
every life form sapped
to sustain
for aeons past
wherever
she will have passed
a careful culling must ensue
for only blood will quell her moods

so her magic can reign
and her will ascertain
not a soul on earth will remain who knows of her presence in this plane

in this isolate cave
shielded from prying eyes
a d_mned cellar where none can escape save with their essence entirely dried

silent lie the streets in this cursed hollow
never rest in peace, enthralled to follow
silent lie the streets in this cursed hollow
never rest in peace, enthralled to follow
silent lie the streets in this cursed hollow
never rest in peace, enthralled to follow

- hands of despair

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