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Deep in the mist of the enchanted bayou Dwellers of the swamp are forming a circle Mosquitoes swarm around naked bodies They come to drink the blood of the fowl As they stand in the dense quagmire Witch doctors apply sense of Hell Their flesh glissens in the fire My eyes bleed as I watch [chorus] Choking on a bone Chicken's blood Through the smoke I see her tied Unable to free her wrists They chant and cackle tongue The chicken's blood is so sweet The sky is calling me to join The tribe is standing around the fire Payote affects them all I must join their weird cult [chorus] Chicken dance Choking on chicken's bones As you enter the chicken's home You will find that you are not In his same mind... From Letras Mania