[Part One: "THE CAME TO TOWN"]
A peaceful down by the lake A cradle of goodness and it was said Quite one might add Rye fields, cattle, and the riches of the Fallacious was their dormancy of had they themselves with the shadow of the cross
This dormancy until a dusk in August A preacher came, handsome enough to wet any He was greeted warmth and friendliness a bit of jealousy showed on the looks of the men
Nobody wondered why he spoke no of god And his eyes were glued to women's
Nobody paid any attention to it the women enchanted by his attractiveness Until one day the paint on the church began to crumble The crop festered and the cattle to die The wives disappeared just midnight Only return before the first rays of
It began to show at the end of the The crop and the cattle dead, ground frozen, famine
Vanished was the atmosphere of honesty and good People became of each other for anybody could have Evoked this upon them
[Part "BURN, WITCHES, BURN"]
"He must be the root of all this The ladies, whores, a tool to send us to eternity Ring, brothers, ring the and bring the torches Let us tie them up to the - burn, witches, burn"
Finally the men of the town point the guilt to someone Of course it had to be the Following their at night they had found the orgies Rituals to forth the powers of Hell
"How could you our wives Grant your bodies to be used to do On him we no mercy, nor can we give you any us to the hills - burn, witches, burn"
First they surrounded the guest house where the Was sleeping off the of the night A cross-shaped they drove through his black heart Sending him to join his in the pits of Hell
The few still considered faithful told to stay at home While the others were being to the hills These gathered... The guilty women of the were taken to the hills Where huge bonfires were Tied up to the stakes they were - to face the god In tears cried: "We were possessed!"
"In the name of the holy Be by these flames We pray for your souls on way to damnation For all the evil you have - burn, witches, burn"
[Part "WITCH HUNTERS"]
years had passed, happiness fad come back Only the painful memories acting as reminders There was a new phenomenon made rumours spread Something was going on in the deep dark
A cult curtained in secrecy...or evil spirits of the The nature of these creatures...and their origin were unknown
A cult of witch The of the preacher and his whores
In the night of Samhain The and happiness were broken The demonic hordes from the Stormed through the town it ablaze
"We have come to avenge the death of our Now you can also get a of the Inferno"
The witch hunters marched into house Impaling the burners and kin The church was burned by their hatred Womens raped by their infernal
The men who judged the mothers to be Were like the mothers had been treated the horrifying hours of torture They were tied and burned at the
After the task was completed the earth started to The remains of the houses to the ground The jaws of Hell opened right where once prevailed Victorious had the witch-hunt been where the hunter became the