Witches chanting,
dwelling on the pain their granting.
hummed words cross their lips,
sacrificial knives upon their hips.
offered girl dressed in white,
her neck will bleed tonight.
shaman praying,
not knowing the words he's saying.
mumbled words begin to start
to save virgins virtued heart.
sacred girl beneith moon light,
shall her life be saved to night.
witches panting
slowing their chant to a quiet ranting
knives come down, cross the neck
to spill ones blood on alters deck
offered girl chained to tight
her tears now her only way to fight
shaman sounding
rightuals as staff on ground is pounding
blurred words come to form
striking stones to start a fire storm
offered girl filled with fright,
her life shall be saved to night
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