Dance of the Southern Witch

I heard the cats screeching in the night, this land is plagued as the storm reaches us The bells are ringing the dead are walking, I hear her dance in the wind Rip out the tongue remove the molars, this ritualistic intent, is what brought us Here, twenty, twenty seven the vale was removed oh God what have we done The bells are ringing the dead are walking, I hear her dance in the wind We're the ones on trial now, as her black lungs fill with blood, this motionless body creates the scene The bells are ringing the dead are walking, I hear her dance in the wind