Wolves and a Witch - Tears of Martyr

«Let me tell ya old story about Wolves and a Witch!

All magic words uttered had to be:

-Three here, two, and two here-

Spin twice over and a circle of power in ground to complete

Whistle, yes!

And the Seven will arrive to serve for thee»

Why I have felt so despised

From hand to hand?

Treated so bad

Misery, my given name

Seventh of seven

Omen of somber destiny

Into Dark Crafts she was born and met

With Old Mistress

Bequeathed the forces to bewitch

And avenge all the scorn and pain

Wrapped in her cloak

The ancient ritual of cruelty begins

They are here to obey

Around in circles

Of frantic need, desire and death

Eager now to hunt for their prey

Why I have felt so despised

From hand to hand?

Treated so bad

Misery, my given name

Time for you to suffer

In your cold flesh and bones

I’ll encourage now

All the forces of the occult!

She’s the dreaded one

The Holy Office finally after her

A trial of Divine

Guilty as charged

A torment of two hundred whips

To pay for her sins and misery

The mist of morning fades

She’s not here

And nobody knows where…

Legend now tells

She’s in the forest

Running free among the Seven

Why I have felt so despised

From hand to hand?

Treated so bad

Misery, my given name

Time for you to suffer

In your cold flesh and bones

I’ll encourage now

All the forces of the occult!