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Ashes of Witches (clean Vocals) x2

made up into the unholy glare

they are held up to tell a tale

the witches are mustared in and turned up

their souls are feared and turned to sit

witches are gathtered in shadows deep

their souls condumed into a crypt

as froever scared with the brim of fright

thier skin burn down to none in sight

ashes of witches born into flame

the cursed kept up with the shame

but thier curse ends the same

as they fall lthe whispers rise

echoes of tortured cries

lost in the streets

Ashes of witches

Ashes of witches

their darkness regines

ashes of witches

ashes of the witches

the witches began to tore

where the scar which was worn

hanged up by thier fate

ashes of witches seals their fate

ashes of witches seal their hate

but for the preacher has the same

hail to the murder for the blood they shed

as they wish the innocence leaves

the testment reads as they leave

the gallows of mighty high and mighty low

in the darkness forever grows

in the grove where the shadows dwell

the ashes of witches as a tale to tell

the ashes of witches