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[XXV. The origin of the Witches]

[By the of Petyr Van A., 1638]

that crazy night
I forget my love
Before he of logs,
She stood unconscious ghost
A last scream the stake
Her mother was burnt, she
The crowd...

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

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

"I've never hurt you, I've been
The you want to burn,
The you kill!
Oh, come,
Show me love
Give me a vengence,a great fight
Show me power,
To them 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 flashes of
My witch stepped in the tower of the

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

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