Mortiis

Dancing round the burning fire.
Calling out the names of the dead.
Chanting all your dark desires.
As you stick your pins in my head.
Painted faces all around me.
Speak of things I don't understand.
Somebody's blood is on the ground.
My time is here, it is at hand.
Why do you use the old juju?
Why do you battle all them bones?
I'm telling you I'm not the one for you.
But still you throw the stones.
You put a hex on me.
In the middle of a circle.
Sits the one to fear.