She's got a dress made of leaves, blood dripping
Pentagram occultic circle; not Christian
She's got tricks up her sleeve; coalition
Candle lit Forest meeting tradition
Blood Chants and that girl sprouts trees as limbs
Eyes glow green, Got bark as skin
Hear the crows in the distance
Sunset dims
Dark engulf the forest rims
But the ritual still bleeding light
Forest hit with blight
That girl seeps the life out these nature sprites
Evil spirits swirl around
This ain't the work of Christ
Got to take the chance to leave before she takes my life
She's got a dress made of leaves, blood dripping
Pentagram occultic circle; not Christian
She's got tricks up her sleeve; coalition
Candle lit Forest meeting tradition
Well I ran when I could
Made my way out the woods
Left without a fight, still got thorns in my foot
Didn't dip out empty handed, I had stolen her book
Flip through all the pages, Learn the knowledge I took
Weepings - The Ritual Lyrics
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She's got a dress made of leaves, blood dripping
Pentagram occultic circle; not Christian
She's got tricks up her sleeve; coalition
Candle lit Forest meeting tradition
Blood Chants and that girl sprouts trees as limbs
Eyes glow green, Got bark as skin
Hear the crows in the distance
Sunset dims
Dark engulf the forest rims
But the ritual still bleeding light
Forest hit with blight
That girl seeps the life out these nature sprites
Evil spirits swirl around
This ain't the work of Christ
Got to take the chance to leave before she takes my life
She's got a dress made of leaves, blood dripping
Pentagram occultic circle; not Christian
She's got tricks up her sleeve; coalition
Candle lit Forest meeting tradition
Well I ran when I could
Made my way out the woods
Left without a fight, still got thorns in my foot
Didn't dip out empty handed, I had stolen her book
Flip through all the pages, Learn the knowledge I took
Pentagram occultic circle; not Christian
She's got tricks up her sleeve; coalition
Candle lit Forest meeting tradition
Blood Chants and that girl sprouts trees as limbs
Eyes glow green, Got bark as skin
Hear the crows in the distance
Sunset dims
Dark engulf the forest rims
But the ritual still bleeding light
Forest hit with blight
That girl seeps the life out these nature sprites
Evil spirits swirl around
This ain't the work of Christ
Got to take the chance to leave before she takes my life
She's got a dress made of leaves, blood dripping
Pentagram occultic circle; not Christian
She's got tricks up her sleeve; coalition
Candle lit Forest meeting tradition
Well I ran when I could
Made my way out the woods
Left without a fight, still got thorns in my foot
Didn't dip out empty handed, I had stolen her book
Flip through all the pages, Learn the knowledge I took
Writer: Matthew Hansman
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave