Keinehora

In case of gloating Pierce a lemon with iron nails In the gloaming Shadow of the mind Gaze of envy forecasts negative energy To ward off evil, do the following Precious stone between eyes Spitting thrice on your fingers Spot of dirt on your forehead Superstition or lies? I don't think you should say that You never know who could hear you You never know who could hear you Obsessed with compulsion, to expel the evil eye You develop a notion Did I overdo it again? Whatever makes you hopeless Aim for smallest modesty Imagine the danger of seeing positively Do not brag about this You need a gaze in memory Speak in showers You'd hate to lose it all I don't think you should say that You never know who could hear you You never know who could hear you I don't think you should say that You never know who could hear you You never know who could hear you