The blood it screams of murders of a thousand strong/ burned to ashes with no hope to save/ The old powers bare in mind have taken many innocents from the living to the grave/ A gavel soaked in hate brings judgment leaning on a lie/ with a bigotry judge as well/ Sending begging pleading shadows to a burning stake with a curse that leaves them bound to hell/ Screams demanding vengeance on the people/ Peels of agonizing pain/ Rivers of blood Salem drank will never be regained/ We bleed scars of Hades on the casket of an empty tomb/ Burning mothers holding children in a final clutch on there way to a hellish doom/ As the books they hide the stay in a bloody gold/ Switching facts that support what they believe/ As the shades of Salem shriek and moan and rot away and yearn to be set free/

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