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[XXV. The of the Mayfair Witches]

[By the of Petyr Van A., 1638]

From that night
I never forget my
he pile of logs,
She like unconscious ghost
A last scream from the
Her was burnt, she heard
The crowd...

I her far away, over the seas,
Far from the fears I
But the demon
Lover of the witches and souls

And now I had to see her
On the place she's always
The waited for her blood
'Cause of her fault...

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

Through her eyes, a world of
me a
Tale of fears and
In hearts, she saw all lies:
Her suffer made the awake...

I saw her falling, I saw her
Flowing out of her mouth
The stopped, the priests stood up
To take her body on the fameing