Here we go round the Bone-White Tree,

Take an innocent Nursery Rhyme and turn it dark, twisted, and scary!

Here we go round the Bone-White Tree.

Here we go round the bone-white tree, the bone-white tree, the bone-white tree.
Here we go round the bone-white tree, in the dead of the cursed black night.

This is the way we carve our flesh, carve our flesh, carve our flesh.
This is the way we carve our flesh, in the dead of the cursed black night.

This is the way we drink the blood, Drink the blood, drink the blood.
This is the way we drink the blood, in the dead of the cursed black night.

This is the way we wake the grave, wake the grave, wake the grave.
This is the way we wake the grave, in the dead of the cursed black night.

This is the way we call the thing, call the thing, call the thing.
This is the way we call the thing, in the dead of the cursed black night.

Here we go round the bone-white tree, the bone-white tree, the bone-white tree.
Here we go round the bone-white tree, in the dead of the cursed black night.