[Part "THE PREACHER CAME TO TOWN"]
A peaceful town down by the A cradle of goodness and righteousness it was Quite one might add Rye fields, cattle, and the riches of the Fallacious was their dormancy of Blindfolded had themselves with the shadow of the cross
This dormancy lasted until a in August A preacher came, handsome to wet any lady He was with warmth and friendliness a bit of jealousy showed on the looks of the men
Nobody why he spoke no words of god And his eyes were glued to bodies
Nobody simply paid any to it the women enchanted by his attractiveness Until one day the paint on the church walls began to The crop festered and the cattle to die The wives just before midnight Only before the first rays of sunrise
It began to show at the end of the The and the cattle dead, ground frozen, famine awaited
was the atmosphere of honesty and good will People became of each other for anybody could have Evoked this curse 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 bells and the torches Let us tie them up to the - burn, witches, burn"
Finally the men of the could point the guilt to someone Of course it had to be the Following their wives at night they had found the to bring forth the powers of Hell
"How could you our wives your bodies to be used to do evil On him we know no mercy, nor can we you any Follow us to the - burn, witches, burn"
First surrounded the guest house where the preacher Was off the exertions of the night A cross-shaped pole they through his black heart Sending him to his master in the pits of Hell
The few still considered faithful Were told to at home While the others were being to the hills These gathered... The guilty women of the town were taken to the huge bonfires were standing Tied up to the stakes they were - to face the god In tears they "We were possessed!"
"In the of the holy trinity Be purified by flames We for your souls on your way to damnation For all the evil you done - burn, witches, burn"
Three: "WITCH HUNTERS"]
Twenty years had passed, fad come back Only the painful memories were acting as was a new phenomenon that made rumours spread Something was on in the deep dark woods
A cult curtained in secrecy...or spirits of the night? The nature of mysterious creatures...and their origin were unknown
A of witch hunters The of the preacher and his whores
In the jet-black of Samhain The and happiness were broken The hordes from the woods Stormed through the town setting it
"We have come to the death of our mothers Now you can also get a of the Inferno"
The witch hunters marched into house the burners and their kin The was burned by their infernal hatred raped by their infernal lust
The men who the mothers to be burned Were treated the mothers had been treated the horrifying hours of torture They were tied and burned at the
After the task was the earth started to shake The remains of the houses to the ground The jaws of Hell opened right peace once prevailed Victorious had the witch-hunt been where the became the hunted