Rapacious nature, shameless greed All deplore her vanity They smote the witch With their lances fierce They cast her to the fire, They looked on in disbelief As she arose up from the pyre, From the embers renewed With a mystery of spells Thrice burnt and thrice reborn This witch you cannot burn When the embers fade Mothers caught in her gaze Winds of the end times swell Begin the pilgrimage to hellTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
