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The rat familiar cries out |
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To the witch in the village |
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She rises up from her hideout |
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And screams over and over again |
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They couldn't kill her with fire |
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Although her body did burn |
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Left on the funeral pyre |
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She screamed over and over again |
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And through her eyes, |
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Saw blackened skies |
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I don't want to know her anymore |
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She cast her spell on the people |
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Could see the pain in their eyes |
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From the soil to the steeple |
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They screamed over and over again |
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The blood rose up from the red lake |
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Crashing down on them all |
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Destroying all that's in its wake |
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They screamed over and over again |
