The Book
I wrote in his book
they've all gone wild
the cabin lies in salem
there is witchcraft floating there
go at once spirits drift
somewhat bewildered
the afflicted girls
Abby conjured spells by the fire
I never see the devil
he creeps around my window
I hear him while I sleep
strange dreams
a thousand voices
cried spirits! spirits!
and the accused were hung
evil set free
its breathes it breathes
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