A Catacumba
Umbanda
The Catacomb
In a distant place
On such a deserted street
There was an old cemetery
And an open catacomb
Inside the grave
There was coffin cloth
There were bones of the deceased
With a heart pierced
Candle wax scrapings
Seven skeins of thread
There was an old padlock
There was chicken blood
Inside the grave
There was a figure kneeling
It was Maria Padilha
Working for the devil
Come saw wood!
Come saw wood!
Come saw wood Maria Padilha
Come saw wood!
