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Yes we're free and we are mad,
That's a knife you see, shining in my hand.
I will take what's mine,
For the hours has come and now this is our time.

Yes we're savage and uncouth,
We've a taste for blood and we will take you tooth by tooth.
So run wild, my dears,
We're unleashed and we're no longer afeared

(One woman can make din)
She could plunder in front of hell!

If I'm a dragon or a shrew,
Well, I've a pillow here for me to tie you to.
Is this what you deem hysterical?
Oh, I can be hysterical.

Unto the mouth of hell,
Hunting for the king, the devil himself.
And I'll return unscathed,
With his ragged head hanging by my nails.

(One woman can make din)
She could plunder in front hell!

I have flint and we have steel,
So build a pyre for all to see.
Burn the ones that shouted witch.
And skewer his crown onto the spit.

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