Elizabeth is a young, forbidden witch.
Horror will sleep tonight,
blood won’t leak tonight,
I won’t bleed tonight.
We won’t keep tonight.
Elizabeth,
come forward
Speak to me my dear.
Speak.
She left the valley unseen.
Father wasn’t to accustomed to the news
Mother had no opinions,
for Elizabeth was just another one hanging from the noose.
Witches witches..
Come forward,
young Elizabeth,
Don’t live in horror.
No blood will leak,
no blood to keep.
Witches witches
For Elizabeth,
was no more.
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