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[XXV. The of the Mayfair Witches]

[By the of Petyr Van A., 1638]

From crazy night
I forget my love
he pile of logs,
She stood like unconscious
A last from the stake
Her was burnt, she heard
The crowd...

I her far away, over the seas,
Far the fears I thought
But the followed
Lover of the and their souls

And now I had to see her
On the place she's feared
The flames for her blood
of her demon's fault...

"I've hurt you, I've never been
The witch you to burn,
The you kill!
Oh, come,
Show me love
me a vengence,a great last fight
Show me power,
To show mine
these liars, my untrue sons,
The crowd..."
And the storm came, the blew blood
fell down on human's flood
Souls got burnt in the of anger
My stepped in the tower of the temple

Through her eyes, a world of
me a
Tale of and horror
In their hearts, she saw all
Her made the demon awake...

I saw her falling, I saw her
Flowing out of her scarlet
The storm stopped, the priests up
To take her on the fameing logs