Oh High Bandit · Jul 20, 2012
Bloody Witch.

Witch!

She's a bloody, Witch.
I say.

A harlot of the Devil.
Branded,
with the mark of the Beast.

She's to be
burned at the stake.
Then thrown into the river.
Like all the others in her cult.  

Down to the river,
to dispose of another soul
who got in God's way.
  
A martyr to the Church of Satan.

God, would be proud.
Lucipher, more so.

Oh Salem,
what has come of us?

 
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