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the widow's bane - old bayou lyrics

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there’s a mad puppeteer, he’s toiling in the swamps
and a shack made of human bones and the puppets that he haunts
they hang like crucifixions from their fraying threads
but unlike the saints, these ones aren’t dead

down, in the old bayou
down, in the old bayou
down where nightmares come true, in the old bayou
oh, down in the old bayou

there’s an alligator older than the french+canadian war
every harvest moon he knocks at the puppet master’s door
the puppеt master feeds him all the blood of girls and boys
the gator’s еyes are beating hearts; his scales are broken toys

down, in the old bayou
down, in the old bayou
oh, down where nightmares come true, in the old bayou
oh, down in the old bayou

locked in cold marionettes
those ruled by sweet voodoo
he severs the soul from the flesh
“don’t get lost, my child
don’t get lost, my child
no, don’t get lost, my child
walkin’ in the old bayou!”

- the widows bane lyrics

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