Song | Mystic Lady |
Artist | Saint Vitus |
Album | Hallow's Victim |
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Black smoke rising | |
From the stain of unearthly charred remains | |
Sweet young maiden | |
Blond and fair | |
Was a witch so we burned her there | |
As she burned she laughed out loud | |
From the sky fell a bloody shroud | |
As we gasped and gazed | |
With astonished eyes | |
Mystic Lady began to rise | |
Nothing grows here anymore | |
We painted crucifixes on our doors | |
Mystic Lady's spirit lives | |
We took her life so ours we give |