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I search alone, dark the night, deep the |
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Blackest forest, down the devil's hop yard |
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On my way from Salem I lit a fire |
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Magical brimstone sparks ashes from the |
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Hazel wood |
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Dancing with the banshee, fire rose up |
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To the sky. |
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The dead of night parts the sky, the Salem |
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Witch |
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Hunting eyes Malefica spells |
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She soars the ocean shore of Kildare |
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Over tombs of the harpy fields |
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Ride the great beast abandoned girls |
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Lonely girls ride the great beast |
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Virginal goddess of Hunt Diana |
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Through the Brocken Spectre rose a lureing |
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Angel |
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Sister of Morgana, forever dressed in black |
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Journey through the witch trials learned |
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Of lore |
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And wives tales |
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We fathomed the deepest oceans o her |
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Darkest mind |
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Searching lands of giants and dragons |
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Sail the oceans of serpents and krakens |
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Under ages of dark the Salem witch |
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Burned beneath mindless torture of men |
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Through the castles of demons and wizards |
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Cast to their fate the Moerea the sisters |
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Two hundred fifty thousand the Salem witch |
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In the bog of the Witch Meadow run |
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Malifica revenge plague have begun |
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Burned alive for a crime never done |
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Children of the darkness dance on the coven |
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Of the lost |
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In blazing pyre suspended in air she |
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Demands holocaust |
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She can exorcise with the whites of her eyes |
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She'll devour your children, in a wink of |
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An eye, descend from the sky to the |
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Cauldron of the damned. |
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Her burning lips urned the infamous kiss |
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She took me by the hand |
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In a wink of your eye she ascends to the sky |
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She unveiled my talisman I'm the |
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Witch finder general. |
