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salem trials
crown of thorns around her head
now she bleeds all over her head
like a rose of wilted petals
or a dying brunt metal
flames will reborn her all a new
they tied her up to the stake
told her her kind was forsaken
she now cries all alone
standing their head up tall
not ready yet to fall
but the unknown watchers didnt see
she was normal like you and me...
Wicked wicked shouts from below
as they prepare her final blow
they will burn the witch you see
cook her with the torch to bleed
kill her slowly with the flame
now she waits for the fate
she cried out one last time
please dont kill us that girls only 9...
im atleast in my teens a young girl only 17
they ignore her cries and please you see
and they burnned both girls to keep their world clean...
(salem witch trails...)
now she bleeds all over her head
like a rose of wilted petals
or a dying brunt metal
flames will reborn her all a new
they tied her up to the stake
told her her kind was forsaken
she now cries all alone
standing their head up tall
not ready yet to fall
but the unknown watchers didnt see
she was normal like you and me...
Wicked wicked shouts from below
as they prepare her final blow
they will burn the witch you see
cook her with the torch to bleed
kill her slowly with the flame
now she waits for the fate
she cried out one last time
please dont kill us that girls only 9...
im atleast in my teens a young girl only 17
they ignore her cries and please you see
and they burnned both girls to keep their world clean...
(salem witch trails...)
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