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Cold
Cold wind rising off the red river bend
Letting life tremble like it's failing to defend
Hooves grow silent where the cedar roots twist
And the night grows sharp with a presence you can't dismiss
Stories run deep through the farms on the ridge
Ironworks echo near the Cumberland Bridge
They say a woman crossed these fields in wrath
And the Bell family stood in the path of her aftermath
John Bell's farmhouse watched the darkness grow
Tables rattled hard under something you can't know
Beds shook violently, children clung tight
And the Bell witch laughed in the center of the night
Footsteps gathering where no feet roam
Voices rising in a place called home
If you listen close in the dying night
You'll hear her dragging the edge of her spite
The Bell witch creeping through the walls
Calling out secrets the darkness still recalls
No prayer can bind her, no iron can hold
She is the weight, the vengeance, the biting cold
The Bell witch moves like a fire through pain
Following any soul that carries hidden shame
Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm
Betsy Bell ran through the fields at dawn
Face marked red like she'd battled a storm
Her young love shattered on the riverbank sand
Because the Bell witch swore he would never be her man
John Bell's breath stuttered under winter steel skies
A vial near his bedside when they watched him die
Something shrieked wildly as the church bells rang
And the Bell witch roared when her triumph sang
Night still coils around that haunted land
Roots still shift like they're moved by a hand
Anyone bold enough to stand on the hill
Feels her leaning in to test their will
The Bell witch creeping through the walls
Calling out secrets the darkness still recalls
No prayer can bind her, no iron can hold
She is the way, the vengeance, the biting cold
The Bell witch moves like a fire through pain
Following any soul that carries hidden shame
Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Down in the cavern where the limestone drips
Where children vanish on moon-dark trips
Her voice rises raw from the depth of the stone
I haunt the broken, I break the strong
The Bell witch creeping through the walls
Calling out secrets the darkness still recalls
Run if you hear her flee if she calls your name
For the Bell witch rises with a hunger untamed
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