Like the death of a sorceress
Like the death of a sorceress
Those who stand before me
Accused of wicked sorcery
With their accursed crafts
Have they corrupted both man and beast
And as the flames grow higher
I sense the fear in their eyes
But for those hellish creatures
There will be no compromise
Like the death of a sorceress
Like the death of a sorceress
Burning embers soar
Reaching for the crimson sky
Boiling blood and melting flesh
Such exquisite way to die
And as the flames grow higher
I sense the fear in their eyes
But for those hellish creatures
There will be no compromise
Alive...it roams the wastes my lost soul
Revenge...my time will come
My spirit wanders unseen
United in death we will be




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