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Take me through the tall black trees |
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And drag me through the fields |
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I've been sitting waiting for you here |
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Push me past the villagers |
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As they bay for my blood |
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You begin my torture as they cheer |
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I'm ready for you now |
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I don't feel it, the pain and suffering |
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Don't hear me screaming as you whip the flesh |
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See me crawling through the square |
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You wrought my skull but I'm not there |
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Bound and tortured for crimes of witchery |
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The rich man bought it now I pay the price |
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Burn me alive and say a prayer |
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My body charred but I'm not there |
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You, you'll fall at your knees |
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Death, from the curse in the trees |
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When I lay dead, I will rise again |
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I'll seek revegeance and you'll pay the price |
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See me watching from the trees |
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As I fly on through the breeze |