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Creeping in the dark night,

By the burning torch light,

Whispers taking flight

About the witch hunt tonight.

Stake is being readied,

Prepared for the bonfire,

Start the inquisition,

On a cleansing mission.

Be wary of the witch hunt,

For it knows only judgement,

Nothing fair in the settlement

Of all that is decided,

Just closed minds of wicked men,

Who simply seek to kill,

Out of a disturbed mind that’s ill.

The point if the witch hunt

Is to instills fear,

As the witch hunt draws near,

Are you ready for the witch hunt?

Be wary of the witch hunt,

Run from the witch hunt,

Or be judged and killed by the witch hunt here.