Away from the maddening crowd where the human noise ends
Lies a winding stairway that no one ever descends
Visible to all, yet hard to spot
It leads to a place that demons sought
Deep into the woods, away from sight
There lives a woman who dances in the night
And on the moonlit nights, she dances with a ghost
Her shamanism entices spirits from the coast
No one knows her origin and the cause
Neither she's a witch nor she's an ogre
And listening to her soulful melodies
Countless men have given in to the felonies
Every single man who comes in her sight
Turning into a vicious sod, he either kills or he dies
- Anirudh Bhardwaj
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