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    Dreams And Pyres

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    Its the darkened years,
    Superstitions flying high.
    There is pain, there is fear
    In the povertys sigh.
    Preachers on a frightening spree,
    Of demons and hells fire.
    Warnings of the devils decree
    In all sinful desires.
    A boy have just arrived,
    An orphan hes become
    From adultery and incest and witchery.
    To the seething alleys
    Of quarrels and discord,
    A storm cloud has finally gathered.
    Discussions long into the night,
    About the dark ones diabolical scheme.
    Children they listen and they dream
    Well-fed nightmares of a similar theme.
    Imaginations out of control.
    For each morning they tell more and more.
    - Summon the new boy for a watch
    He have seen the signs of evil before.
    - There is the devils bride,
    Rode on the goat astride.
    God save us from Satans firm hand!
    There is the torture witch,
    Poked us with glowing sticks.
    God save us from Satans allies!
    - In the name of our Lord Im harmless.
    - Confess your sins to our Christ!
    - I cant confess to what children dream.
    Prejudiced tongues has twisted
    Their minds before your eyes.
    - Silence, you whore of the dark one,
    Save your soul and repent what youve done!
    Accuse the poor
    And get a tap on the head.
    - You truly are a blessed child,
    She will burn in iron upon the stake.
    Accuse the countess
    And get a slap into the face.
    - You aught to know a nobles rang,
    Shes too venerable for you poor fool.
    - Speed up the pace.
    Chanting the praise
    Ever higher.
    Hysteric ball:
    - Sentence them all
    To the fire!
    One day the boy confessed his lies.
    - I know nothing about
    The witches ways.
    One after one they all came forth.
    - Rather informers than burn
    At the end of the day.
    - There is the wicked tongue,
    From indolence it sprung.
    God save us from sinister minds!
    There is the fiendish flock,
    All limbs are chained and locked.
    God save us from sinister minds!
    There is the serpents fang,
    From where the evil sprang.
    God save him from the dark of hell!
    There is a boy aflame
    Ending his fancied game.
    God save him from Satans demons!
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