[Intro – distant cackling + crackling fire + bone rattles] Hehehe… come closer little one… [Verse 1 – raspy witch whisper] I smell your fear on the midnight wind Sweet young bones, soft young skin My house walks on chicken legs tonight Come inside… I won’t bite… much [Pre-Chorus – growing cackle] The mortar and pestle are hungry again Your name tastes good in my cauldron, my friend [Chorus – full witch scream + melodic black metal] Baba Yaga! Baba Yaga! I eat the young and spit out the old! Baba Yaga! Baba Yaga! Your soul is just another story I’ve told! Iron teeth, wooden legs, eyes that see your lies Come to grandmother… And become my pie! [Verse 2 – playful but menacing witch voice] I was old when your gods were young I danced on the graves your heroes sung Bring me your firstborn, bring me your pride I’ll grind your dreams into my bread tonight [Bridge – intimate, creepy whisper turning into laugh] You thought the forest was empty… You thought you were safe… Silly child… I am the forest… And I’m always… Hungry… [Breakdown – chaotic witch shrieks + blast beats] GRIND THE BONES! BOIL THE SKIN! FEED THE HOUSE! LET THE FEAST BEGIN! BABA! BABA! BABA YAGA! [Final Chorus – huge, evil witch choir] Baba Yaga! Baba Yaga! Queen of the deep and forgotten wood! Baba Yaga! Baba Yaga! I’ll wear your face like a pretty hood! Run little child, run if you can Grandmother always catches her man! [Outro – soft creepy laughter fading into wind] Hehehe… There you are… Dinner is served…
