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The gallows are prepared for magic creatures
Hangmans are ready to burst their axes down
They want pull the hammer down to fair wemon
WITCHHAMMER torment bressed ladies
WITCHHAMMER greedy looked eyes
WITCHHAMMER burning souls
WITCHHAMMER malice rice
Lameing qui te in streets of black death
Terrible monsters, nasty gnomes and meanvampires
The lewness of millions massed
Want pull the hammer down
WITCHHAMMER torment bressed ladies
WITCHHAMMER greedy looked eyes
WITCHHAMMER burning souls
WITCHHAMMER malice rice
Rites without law command by high priests
Execute is the sentence by churchs monarchy
Patriotic society liberate from human rubish
WITCHHAMMER torment bressed ladies
WITCHHAMMER greedy looked eyes
WITCHHAMMER burning souls
WITCHHAMMER malice rice
WITCHHAMMER
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