You Put a Hex On Me
Mortiis Lyrics


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Dancing round the burning fire.
Calling out the names of the dead.
Chanting all your dark desires.
As you stick your pins in my head.

Painted faces all around me.
Speak of things I don't understand.
Somebody's blood is on the ground.
My time is here, it is at hand.

Why do you use the old juju?
Why do you battle all them bones?
I'm telling you I'm not the one for you.
But still you throw the stones.

You put a hex on me.

In the middle of a circle.
Sits the one to fear.
Maker of all miracles,
The one I won't go near.

It's the doctor that is blind,
But still he'll cast the spell.
Don't ever look into this evil mind,
Unless you want to see his hell.

Wicked laughter fills the air.
Everyone is laughing at me.
Can't escape this trancelike stare,
He wants me to be blind like he.

Needles, nails and broken glass.
Incantations from the past.




I'm just a toy in this unholy mass,
Not the first nor will I be the last.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "You Put a Hex On Me" by Mortiis tell a story of a person who has been hexed by someone who practices dark magic. The first verse describes the situation where the person is being subjected to the rituals of the dark magic practitioner. The use of words like "calling out the names of the dead" and "chanting all your dark desires" creates a mystical, eerie and haunting atmosphere. The pain and agony of the victim is heightened with the use of the phrase "As you stick your pins in my head", which depicts the horrific things that the victim is being subjected to.


The second verse of the song further highlights the mystery and occult practices of the dark magic practitioner. The phrase "Painted faces all around me" creates a picture of a group of people performing a ritualistic dance around the victim, making them feel vulnerable and powerless. The question "Why do you use the old juju?" suggests that the victim is confused about the reasons for the hex being placed on them. The final verse is a cautionary tale warning individuals of the dangers of delving too deeply into the world of dark magic. It describes the consequences of looking into the "evil mind" of a dark magic practitioner and the horror of being under their control.


Line by Line Meaning

Dancing round the burning fire.
Performing a ritual around the flames of the fire.


Calling out the names of the dead.
Reciting the names of the deceased spirits.


Chanting all your dark desires.
Singing about one's wicked wishes.


As you stick your pins in my head.
As you pierce my head with sharp metal pins.


Painted faces all around me.
People with painted faces surround me.


Speak of things I don't understand.
Discussing things that I cannot fathom.


Somebody's blood is on the ground.
The blood of someone is on the floor.


My time is here, it is at hand.
My moment has arrived, it is imminent.


Why do you use the old juju?
Why do you employ the outdated magic?


Why do you battle all them bones?
Why do you combat with the bones?


I'm telling you I'm not the one for you.
I am informing you that I am not your ideal match.


But still you throw the stones.
Nevertheless, you hurl stones at me.


You put a hex on me.
You have cursed me with a spell.


In the middle of a circle.
In the center of a ring.


Sits the one to fear.
Sits the person who should be dreaded.


Maker of all miracles,
Creator of all wonders.


The one I won't go near.
The one I refuse to approach.


It's the doctor that is blind,
It is the physician who cannot see,


But still he'll cast the spell.
Yet, he will still perform the enchantment.


Don't ever look into this evil mind,
Never peer into this malign intellect,


Unless you want to see his hell.
Unless you wish to witness their infernal world.


Wicked laughter fills the air.
A malevolent laughter pervades the atmosphere.


Everyone is laughing at me.
Everyone is ridiculing me.


Can't escape this trancelike stare,
I cannot evade this hypnotic gaze,


He wants me to be blind like he.
He desires me to be as sightless as he is.


Needles, nails and broken glass.
Sharp needles, nails, and shattered glass.


Incantations from the past.
The enchantments of the ancients.


I'm just a toy in this unholy mass,
I am solely a plaything in this ungodly horde,


Not the first nor will I be the last.
I am not the initial nor will I be the final.




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