| Convicted witch, my life will end
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| At midnight on the stake
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| My dedicated life was spent
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| To insubordinate
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| Secured, by lock, inside a cell
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| Imprisoned for no crime
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| These shackles will be useless
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| When your life is out of time
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| Incantation spell gone by
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| I’ll see life again
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| My deals were made eternally
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| I signed the book of red
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| My rage will be unleashed again
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| Burning the next morn
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| Death means nothing, there’s no end
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| I will be reborn
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| No gift of exile in my fate
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| I’ll get no amnesty
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| I can’t control my destiny
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| There is no habitual need
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| Proclaim my death, to end my wrath
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| It takes more than one try
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| Indulge your ineffective curse
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| I will never die
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| You think by killing me tonight
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| My powers will not rise
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| There’ll be nowhere for you to run
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| When hatred comes to life
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| Condemned to fill the prophecy
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| Allowing no first born
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| Defy your morbid declaration
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| Leave you ripped and torn
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| Count your blessing, would-be priest
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| As I burn upon the stake
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| You’d be forgiven endlessly
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| But your values are all fake
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| Forever servant of my Lord
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| By choice and not submission
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| Maybe now I’ve made you wonder
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| Am I superstitious?
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| Incantation spell gone by
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| I will live again
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| My deals were made eternally
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| I signed the book in red
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| My rage will be unleashed again
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| And burning the next morn
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| Death means nothing, there’s no end
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| I will be reborn |