| I have seen the wasteland
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| Another place where they burn the dead
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| A smoke that never clears
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| The scent of rot soaks in to your skin
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| I can taste their flesh
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| Is this just
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| To take the lives of the guilty
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| Through the fire
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| Sins of the evil are forgiven
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| The witches that brought the dark
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| Have been set free
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| In the basements we found
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| Cauldrons filled with bones
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| Of children that were lost
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| Disappeared in the forest
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| They ate their flesh and guts
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| Boiled bones to make a stew
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| Rituals of the demon
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| The possession
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| They deserve the same torture
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| They gave to our young
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| But in death we gave them freedom
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| The trees soaked in their souls
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| Blackened forest
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| Now the landscape has been cast
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| In an eternal darkness
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| I cannot believe what i see
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| I have seen the wasteland
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| Another place where they burn the dead
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| A smoke that never clears
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| The scent of rot soaks in
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| I cannot believe what i see
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| Fields of bodies bound to tall pikes
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| Burning searing flesh will haunt my dreams
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| My subconscious fades (x4)
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| We have not seen the last of them
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| They are eternal, and now have been set free
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| We have not seen the last of them
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| They are eternal, and now have been set free |