Salem We witches three cry out for thee. Our fate is sealed your plot revealed. The grass, the trees, the pond, the dove. We come together to celebrate love. To cast out the anger, the fear, and the strife. We come here to celebrate life. Evil threatens and conspires to break. The love and the life we struggle to make. It claws at our bodies and tears at our minds. With metal and wood our souls it binds. Suffering comes and suffering goes. When it will stop nobody knows. We scream, we cry. We fight and we beg. The life we knew is gone for good. Our minds are cracked and stiff as wood. These demons played to their hearts content. Until our minds and bodies were bent.
