Pass not through the crooked path,
for it has the fangs awaiting you,
The blood shall suffice — the three
but the fourth needs your soul

Mumble the prayers
until they twist their tongues
and the feet shall run apart in backward
but the fourth shall need your soul

Hold your holy breath,
they mustn’t smell you for the feast,
without your fear they shan’t pinch a skin
but the fourth will need your soul

Semdrel whispered into Semchung’s ears
that Chomlhak heard from Denpa how his
grandfather Changshoe learnt from his neighbour,
Juthok that;

The fangs await you
down the crooked path,
how the blood is to suffice the three
but the fourth still needs your soul


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