In a grey and rainy town, surrounded by the forest Everywhere around the myst is shadowing its presence Inhabitants and wanderers knew the tales of 16 hanged men their souls coming back to haunt the spirits of the leaving Why…Did you let us die? How…can you sleep at night?
Through every books in town, the pages told the same old story of 16 foreign sailor merchants accused of rape and murder judges of the citadel pronounced the wicked sentence the gallows raised in high place, and welcomes the blood of poor men’s bodies
No…It wasn’t on our hands! Judges…won’t you hear our claim? Our sentence…will be your own nightmare! Damn you…we will take our revenge!!
« By virtue of the jury’s decision and the power vested in me by thy kingdom, I hereby sentence you to be hanged on high place tonight. »
« For your crimes you shall pay, you miserable rats!Hang them by the gallows! » « Kill them! »
« Ho god why, god? »
Hanging by a rope…The gallows tales… Die!… Die!.. The gallows tales… A century has shadowed the gloom and unjustice prevails 16 men were worthless in regards of the calm of all Sacrifying their dignity, the judges knew the wicked deal As the son of the king was the sole and only one to blame
Know… this town will pay the price… Our bodies…will hang in ghostly shades Forever…you’ll live your life in fear! a cursed land…for those whith no conscience!
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