(Notes from the Trial of) La Curandera Clutch

[Verse 1]
Did you not grant quarter to the demon
Giving treatment to his wounds?
And would you not consider it unnatural
To be born outside the womb?
We eagerly await your response
And your best defense

[Chorus]
La curandera is the young girl
In a linen dress, in a linen dress of white
She dances on black sand in the night
In her linen dress, in her linen dress of white

[Verse 2]
Let us vote to dunk the witch
In the river Styx and photograph the lye
So, in the shadow of Cerebus
Her spirit will reside

[Chorus]
La curandera is the young girl
In a linen dress, in a linen dress of white
She dances on black sand in the night
In her linen dress, in her linen dress of white