| Mystic Lady |
|---|
| Black smoke rising |
| From the stain of unearthly charred remains |
| Sweet young maiden |
| Blond and fair |
| Was a witch so we burned her there |
| As she burned she laughed out loud |
| From the sky fell a bloody shroud |
| As we gasped and gazed |
| With astonished eyes |
| Mystic Lady began to rise |
| Nothing grows here anymore |
| We painted crucifixes on our doors |
| Mystic Lady’s spirit lives |
| We took her life so ours we give |
