Letra da Música: The Coven of the Sabbats - Wrath of Ragnarok

Screams from the house
Echo forever in the night
Lies the children espouse
Drive the poor woman from sight

From the old dirt lane
The women plodded on
Though her feet were in pain
She knew she must be gone

Torchlight from the villagers
Whom swarmed into the night
And made after her with haste
As they bore their penetrating light

The poor woman stopped
The sound of her followers was gone
While to her knees she dropped
She knew she wouldn't last 'til dawn

As the torchlight grew near
The woman's face fell pale
With the villages plight clear
Her running was of no avail

To the stake they tied her
Bound; unable to escape
And soon they lit the fire
Which would be her end

The only way to eliminate
The ominous threat of witches
Was to burn away their powers
With the grandeur of god's fire

As the lonely woman wept
None other mourned her state
High upon her wooden pyre
Her townspeople sealed her fate

With a final bloody scream
The women let her spirit
And her soul tear forth
From this mortal realm
Cursing the damned people
To their now timely demise