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Covered by shadows, he hides in the night
Driven by sin, lust and evil desire
Hidden by those, who support the royal throne
He condemns the innocent, to their dark tomb

"Come to me, innocent virgin of flesh"
"Confess your sins, I am the Black Death"

The village he waits, to prey on the weak
Pure white flesh, is what hell seek
Innocent one, feel the tip of his blade
They cannot escape, the Witchfinder

"Come to me, innocent virgin of flesh"
"Confess your sins, or meet your death"

To the rack of pain
Her life blood will drain
Strapped to the torture wall
She bares no mark of the devil

Taken to the dungeon and tortured awake
One by one they burned at the stake
Witchfinder!!!
Screams of forgiveness that are never heard
Judgement has come, the sentence has passed
Witchfinder!!!

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