Из альбома: Feeling the Space

1692, six in the morning of june,
Sally kegley, age thirty-four,
Closed her diary she?d kept for two scores

Salem, salem, witches must be hung

Let my daughter burn my book,
Let her learn to sew and cook
Teach her not to read but weave,
Ask her not to speak but weep

Salem, salem, witches must be hung

Sally kegley knows how to cure the ill,
Sally kegley sees through us at will

Salem, salem, witches must be hung

All the town?s people rushing to the hill,
Their eyes shining, ready for the kill
Sally?s flesh bound to the cross,
Her eyes searching for the ones who are close

Oh, why? oh, why? oh, why? oh, why?
Oh, why? why? why? why? why? why? why?
Help! help! help! help!
Help! help! help! help!
Must kill, must hang, must kill, must hang,
Must kill, must hang, must kill, must hang,
Must kill, must hang, must kill, must hang,
Must kill, must hang

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2018.11.17

Irina19621962

ужас. невозможно слушать.