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In days of puritans/ this town was plagued by fear/ and so all the odd were burned/ without a single tear/ the evil prophesies/ brought the angels to their knees/ and Salem was the birth/ of a wicked hell on earth/ All the ghosts of Salem's trials/ still live within this town/ and the witches cloak themselves/ in mother midnights satin gown/ they are much like me or you/ though some say thats untrue/ for Salem is the birth/ of a wicked hell on earth/ with so much damage done/ its very hard to say/ if the witches will live on/ to see a brighter day/ to make the magic last/ to rise above the past/ and Salem will give birth/ to a wicked hell on earth
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