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Bitches crystal
Knows how you
Twist all the lines
Fortune teller
Future seller
Of time
Tortured spirits cry
Fear is in their eyes
Ghostly images die
Witches potion
Mixed in the ocean
Of tears
Mystical powers
Emerge from the towers
Of fear
Tortured spirits cry
Fear is in their eyes
Ghostly images die
Evil learning
People burning
Savage casting
No one lasting
Witchcraft
Sadness
Madness
Turning in their minds
Ritual killings
That swear in
The shillings to be
Heretic priestess
Dwells on the
Weakness she sees
Tortured spirits cry
Fear is in their eyeblack moon
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