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riding at midnight to reach the sabbath
deviously she violates the host
candid souls of children they ravage
changing form into serpents and goats

lead by the devil
and the winds he excrete
in human juices they revel
and unholy beings give birth


hiding in the forest - I sharpen my blades
beaten to death - I will send them back to hades
with vehemence I'll amputate - the hand of the devil's pretender
he pyre is inflamed and ready - I am the witches tormentor

thrashed and dragged with humiliation
in my court they will be abused
my goals are not justice and salvation
but to penetrate the accused

threatened, slapped and smacked
now you are less than a slave
I am masochism embodied
my god designates me to deprave

hiding in the forest - I sharpen my blades
beaten to death - I will send them back to hades
with vehemence I'll amputate - the hand of the devil's pretender
he pyre is inflamed and ready - I am the witches tormentor

despicable thoughts infest my brain
dreadfully I took her to the stak
the flames embraced her like in the deepest hell
the only sound remained was an unholy yell

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