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Justice

An old feeble man
Was dragged to the gallows today
For on this day the monster will be slain
For his dabble in witchcraft has got him here

Ripping and vandalizing young women
Of the virgin type and selling their bodies to his followers
For the bastard he is he did this
For the lord that he worships

The axe crush to his windpipe
The cheering was louder and louder
Until eruption of a roar for justice
Did they kill a man that would did nothing wrong
For he was in the wrong place in the wrong time and got framed for all of it

◄ Bitter Blossoms

Words of The Waiting Man 12 ►

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