She was banned and no longer
Feeds on our children
The harsh winter took charge
Of his demonic soul
His revenge was bloody
Everything and everyone
In her path are gone
The child from the lake without debris
Bodies tied each other
Their guts ripped
Demonic messages on their bodies
Seven souls fueled the witch
Back to the wall
Fear, agony, pain
I will be the next
And there is no escaping
The macabre ritual is
Seven children are killed cruelly
While the spirit of the old notes all
The service witch runs the hermit
He was killed on the gallows
And the cursed forest remains haunted
But not the end of the legend
Because the witch is eternal
Three young people go to forest
Putting the legend proof
The record of terror
Haunted by the echoes of innocence
Brought the house of worship
Haunted tortured
Desperate and executed
And never found
Sem ter saida!
Sem salvação!
Sem escapatória!
Sem reação!
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