Without Face - Talamasca lyrics

[XXV. The origin of the Mayfair Witches] [By the letters of Petyr Van A., 1638] From that crazy night I never forget my love Before he pile of logs, She stood like unconscious ghost A last scream from the stake Her mother was burnt, she heard The crowd... I took her far away, over the seas, Far from the fears I thought But the demon followed Lover of the witches and their souls And now I had to see her there On the place she's always feared The flames waited for her blood 'Cause of her demon's fault... "I've never hurt you, I've never been The witch you want to burn, The witch you k**! Oh, Lasher come, Show me your love Give me a vengence,a great last fight Show me your power, To show them mine Destroy these liars, my untrue sons, The k**er crowd..." And the storm came, the wind blew blood Walls fell down on human's flood Souls got burnt in the flashes of anger My witch stepped in the tower of the temple Through her eyes, a world of sorrow Told me a Tale of fears and horror In their hearts, she saw all lies: Her suffer made the demon awake... I saw her falling, I saw her blood Flowing out of her scarlet mouth The storm stopped, the priests stood up To take her body on the fameing logs