Hate Spell

Buzzing flies
Distant prayers
With a shovel
Uncovering Nightmares

Bones and organs
Removed for magic
Falling ill
They grow frantic

The crops wither
In arid death
At night the children
Cry for what is left

Between the tribes
Tensions rise
Someone to blame
Pay and Die

Hate spell
Hear their cries
Hate Spell
Where death lies

Bedridden
The village sleeps
Sweating
And clawing at their sheets

Holding fear
Can't let go
Directing grudges
At their neighbours

Carving fetishes
Made of flesh
Summoning healers
To direct the spirits

Superstitious
Tensions rise
Someone to blame
Pay and Die

Hate spell
Hear their cries
Hate Spell
Where death lies

Wearing the blood of oxen slain
Beating drums of war
They march forbidden plains
Raising their spears in the air
Bloodshed before innocence
Appeasing the spirits demands
Burning the captured witches
Leaving nothing to stand

Hate spell
Hear their cries
Hate Spell
Where death lies