I once saw the witch with teeth of steel
who of small children would make a meal
Her eyes were cold and her skin was gray
upon a mortar and pestal she would fly away

Her laugh would make a grown men faint with fear
and within the shadows would she appear
A witch that evil grew legendary in fame
Baba Yaga was that witches name

I went to see her long ago
to tell her of a maiden that I loved so,
but her love was not for me
and to Baba Yaga I went to see

My friends tried to warn me from such a foul place
and told me that the Devil was better than to see Baba's face
for in the darkest swamp does Baba Yaga live
and nothing but evil are the gifts that she gives

I ignored the advice and ignored their tales
I stepped in the darkness following the trails
to the swamp that no one returned
to tell Baba Yaga of the love which I burned

I followed the trail for many a day
deeper in the swamps where no sane man would stray
after weeks in the swamp I saw a fence of bones
I knew then I had found Baba Yagas home

Despite my fear I called her by name
I then heard her answer and felt ice in my veins
Then she appeared from the door of her home
picking her steel teeth with a chewed fingerbone

Her mouth then parted in a hideous grin
as she told me my tale from beginning to end
With an evil chuckle and a sinister grin
she sent her zombies for some items to begin

She cast a spell to capture my lady's heart
and bound it to mine so we could never part
Upon a lock of my love's hair and mine ,she cast her spells
and told me, together we would be upon the mornings bells

Baba Yaga's clawed hands touched me and I fell into a swoon,
and awoke the next morning in my true love's bedroom
She suddenly awoke and shrieked in delight
and clasped in her arms I was held tight

I tried to speak, yet no words could come
and I looked in horror at what I had become
I now mourn my fate as I lay by this warm log
She loves me now more than I was man now that I am her dog