I was walking through a graveyard
When something caught my eye
A hand was jutting out the ground
And reaching for the sky

As I ventured ever closer
I stopped only to find
A branch had snatched my dress
And was pulling me behind

I turned around to fix my dress
But the hand had grabbed my leg
It dragged me to beneath the ground
Despite my screaming beg

But now that I am down here
My anguish makes me squirm
I wonder if you’ll be the next
To be dragged to hell to burn

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