(Verse 1) In the depths of the night, in the moon's dim light, Shadows cast 'cross the land, and darkness takes command. Beware the Penanggalan, a figure of dread and woe, A cursed spirit's plight, form left far below. (Chorus) Oh, Penanggalan, with your presence unveiling, Through the quiet night, your aura prevailing. Your gaze burns red with hunger, your whispers fill the air, A specter haunting, invoking despair. (Verse 2) Once a mortal woman, now cursed to roam, With her head detached, she is alone. She drifts through the mist, with a scent so vile, Searching for prey in unrelenting style. (Bridge) Tales speak of remedies, to fend her away, But none can truly shield, in her grasp you stay. So lock your doors and windows, and pray until the dawn, For the Penanggalan's curse, will linger ever on. (Chorus) Oh, Penanggalan, with your presence unveiling, Through the quiet night, your aura prevailing. Your gaze burns red with hunger, your whispers fill the air, A specter haunting, invoking despair. (Outro) So heed this warning well, and never dare to stray, Lest the Penanggalan finds you, in night's dead dismay. For once she sets her sights on you, there's no escape in sight, Just echoes of her chilling presence, haunting through the night.
