Part III: Witch Hunters

Twenty years had passed, happiness fad come back

Only the painful memories were acting as reminders

There was a new phenomenon that made rumours spread

Something was going on in the deep dark woods

A cult curtained in secrecy...or evil spirits of the night?

The nature of these mysterious creatures...and their origin were unknown

A cult of witch hunters

The offspring of the preacher and his whores

In the jet-black night of Samhain

The peace and happiness were broken

The demonic hordes from the woods

Stormed through the town setting it ablaze

"We have come to avenge the death of our mothers

Now you can also get a taste of the Inferno"

The witch hunters marched into every house

Impaling the burners and their kin

The church was burned by their infernal hatred

Womens raped by their infernal lust

The men who judged the mothers to be burned

Were treated like the mothers had been treated

After the horrifying hours of torture

They were tied and burned at the stake

After the task was completed the earth started to shake

The remains of the houses collapsed to the ground

The jaws of Hell opened right where peace once prevailed

Victorious had the witch-hunt been where the hunter became the hunted