| «Remember when I told you how my Kin is different in some ways?
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| And how you should not fall in love
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| With someone like me, anyway…
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| Between the lines, people see signs
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| When they feel the sear, every day’s fear…
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| And one night their torches
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| Find the girl without a name…
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| And the one who has her
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| Love is no more safe…»
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| «And until I get my peace I’m but a shade…»
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| The sun lit the White Mountain’s snow covered peaks,
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| There I see you, amongst the good people, suffering…
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| «She is the One, the unwanted, decidedly so,
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| 'Cause she makes our children cry.
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| It’s a fact, she is exactly that!
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| A harbinger of death from the world of Witchcraft,
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| And she’s feeding them cakes and her ale to this innocent boy,
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| And her magic brings dismay…»
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| «I hear her in the wind, the bane of our town
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| Come with me, father, I’m to expose a heathen»
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| In my home town
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| No one’s safe now
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| Young love’s been forbidden
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| For five-fold kisses, my only love had to die…
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| «Your crops are all flourishing, so what’s the catch?
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| I know what you are, the new evil unhatched…
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| As sure as the dawn, they will hear what I know,
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| And recognize you, and you’ll be cleansed too…»
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| For the good, trusting people in town,
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| In their fear stricken hearts,
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| Seeing skyclad’s a sign like the Deathaura,
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| Every night, so painful’s the memory of love in the dark.
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| One wheel of the year ends their short lives in fear
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| «I hear her in the wind, the bane of our town.
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| Come with me, oh, father the heathen is exposed.»
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| In the age of burning times, you saved my life
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| … The blaze grew ever higher.
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| I was your Cunning Man… hiding in the light,
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| Now your land shall go sour…
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| Your own fears will destroy everything
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| Envy consumes all, and «thou shall not…»
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| Though it hurts, I must tell you
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| «I am truly the One
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| … Behind it all…»
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| In the hands of time we all will die
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| The dead of night will devour your child…
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| The creation o' beliefs you’ve been fed
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| The fear, the unknown, the poison loved by death.
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| In the cool of the night air
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| Flames purify minds, where
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| Almost anyone could be the next…
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| «Unless morning finds all of them somehow hexed…»
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| «I remember how you told me,
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| Your kin’s different, on that sunny day?»
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| «You made me smile,
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| 'Cause I was just about to say the same thing…»
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| So deeply entwined, love of a lifetime…
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| But they paid someone to say their torment has a name
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| And after all these years we get to be together for all eternity… |