Twisted metal and poisoned rose thorns
this is Baba Yuga's gate
come here don't worry
I just want to show you his estate
See the five black towers
his sentinels the giant ravens
his garden of nettles and nightshade
handprints of blood on his front door
Yes the gates are strong
but we must contain him
as he is rather wrong
only the brave call to him
Don't you dare show fear
for he will smell you and eat you
don't let him show and tell
for he is a creature of hell
We are not impressed with his murderous ways
this is why his behind these enchanted gates
for we, the finders of the lost
would never put a prisoner in a cage
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
May 10, 2014
May 10, 2014 at 6:02 AM UTC
Twisted metal and poisoned rose thorns
this is Baba Yuga's gate
come here don't worry
I just want to show you his estate
See the five black towers
his sentinels the giant ravens
his garden of nettles and nightshade
handprints of blood on his front door
Yes the gates are strong
but we must contain him
as he is rather wrong
only the brave call to him
Don't you dare show fear
for he will smell you and eat you
don't let him show and tell
for he is a creature of hell
We are not impressed with his murderous ways
this is why his behind these enchanted gates
for we, the finders of the lost
would never put a prisoner in a cage
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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