[00:20.37]At the very start
[00:22.26]There were whispers in the dark
[00:24.78]And for all the world to see
[00:27.30]There was witchcraft at its heart
[00:30.16]And on the autumn air
[00:32.06]The scent of bonfires everywhere
[00:34.88]And a fell wind stirred the leaves...
[00:38.35]The persecution song
[00:40.59]
[00:41.82]Telltale signs of possession
[00:45.09]Little Miss Demeanour in the demons bed
[00:50.60]Gasps she just could not suppress
[00:53.18]After lights-out midst the dead
[00:56.03]And a past on which sin cast its darts of wickedness
[01:00.59]
[01:02.01]Time was running faster for disaster
[01:07.31]Strange nights were burning
[01:09.02]In the furnace of her dreams
[01:12.47]A name was uttered, Lilith
[01:15.27]Mistress, Playmate, Master
[01:17.54]Such sights were stolen in the throes of ecstasy !
[01:22.29]
[01:31.93]And in the thick of all
[01:34.29]In the Black Goddess's thrall
[01:36.77]With the wood unseen for trees
[01:39.72]Victoria stood tall
[01:42.38]Promiscuous in step
[01:44.23]The Devil breathing down her neck
[01:46.60]As jealous zealots stitched apiece...
[01:50.36]The persecution song
[01:52.53]
[01:53.91]Telltale signs of possession
[01:57.10]Fickle Miss Demeanour hissed and disappeared
[02:02.52]To her Sisters of the cloth
[02:05.16]She now reeked of Astaroth
[02:07.51]Again the curse had surfaced
[02:09.99]Sneaking back the pagan YEARS
[02:12.83]
[02:14.73]Weaving webs of great revealing
[02:18.41]Hidden in the convent
[02:20.43]An evil libido abided, undone
[02:23.53]Breathing, deceiving
[02:25.48]Feasting on her deviant feelings
[02:28.27]She'd clung to her crucifix
[02:30.20]Once her torturers begun
[02:33.20]
[02:43.46]Her screams came quick
[02:45.64]The miserichord
[02:46.68]Den to vice and screw
[02:48.40]That had reddened many tongues
[02:50.34]Wrung symphonies
[02:51.76]Of suffering from her
[02:53.44]
[03:08.25]AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !
[03:12.91]
[03:13.43]Many moons hardened pure hearts
[03:16.25]Those plagued by her black arts
[03:18.34]Their rooms secreting phantom orgies
[03:21.25]Vile rites and rifled graves
[03:23.19]
[03:23.74]Mere hours, now towered
[03:26.18]Above this bent and beaten flower
[03:28.90]Her naked body privy to
[03:32.08]The Abbess and her WAYS
[03:37.37]
[03:43.45]Victoria fought
[03:44.79]No guilt was wrought
[03:46.03]Just a torrid retort of blasphemies
[03:48.80]Nails and crosses vomited forth
[03:51.04]From this pretty little whore now arched like Hell
[03:56.68]
[03:58.41]Arched like Hell
[04:00.13]
[04:14.00]At the very start
[04:16.02]There were whispers in the dark
[04:18.48]And for all the world to see
[04:20.97]There was witchcraft at its heart
[04:23.87]But then the end grew nigh
[04:26.05]A dirge inferno filled the sky
[04:28.57]In its customary key...
[04:31.98]The persecution song
[04:34.26]
[04:35.51]Telltale signs of obsession
[04:38.74]No wailing banshee would dishonour their name
[04:44.24]Nuns dragged her to the blasted oak
[04:46.86]Storm-clouds threatened holy smoke
[04:49.07]They hanged her there like Judas
[04:51.62]With the Hellcat in her REINED
[04:53.82]
[04:54.42]Time was running faster for disaster
[04:59.41]Exorcism, torture, gallows
[05:02.08]Now a shallow GRAVE
[05:04.88]A name was stuttered, Isaac
[05:07.69]Tongue-tied, simple, bastard
[05:09.94]They made him dig the pit
[05:11.78]Mindless of what it claimed !
[05:14.66]
[05:18.23]Mindless of what it claimed
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