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This Story Ends in Fire - A Halloween Tale ( Official Audio )

Hailey Baker

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This Story Ends in Fire - A Halloween Tale ( Official Audio )

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Hailey Baker
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This Story Ends in Fire Once upon a time there was a little girl She wore braids made of chestnut curls And when she walked the woods at night A pale white ghost came before her sight Could it be... Will my village believe She came from the dead to talk to me She leaned and whispered - Do not fear You're just like me, so I warn you, dear Your town keeps a secret from the past A secret so bad, it makes commoners gasp Once by the common well they burned a witch They took all the gold and threw her in a ditch The earth drank her blood as the moonlight withdrew And when you're old, they'll do the same to you She whispered underneath my skin And smiled at me with wicked grin I put a curse, their crops will fall Hear my call, then kill them all Now light this match And the eyes turn black You'll return And make them burn The morning came, the church bells cried They found their priest with torn out eyes Whispers crawled out from the well The witch came back, they all would tell The harvest is black, the waters red They prayed to God, but God had fled They begged for mercy, begged to learn But all that's left was them to burn The birds flew south And the trees cried out The forest knew What followed now You took her gold You spilled her blood You buried the truth Beneath the mud You heard the screams You watched her burn Now hear the dead Demand their turn No holy ground Or sacred doors The witch you burned Will burn your homes The forests keep The roots run deep Some things you bury Refuse to sleep You called her wicked You called her damned You never asked Who held my hand You burned my mother I watched and cried YOU BURNED MY MOTHER NOW I'LL WATCH YOU DIE You took her gold You spilled her blood You buried the truth Beneath the mud You heard her scream You watched her burn Now hear the dead Demand their turn No holy grounds Or sacred doors The witch you burned WILL BURN YOUR SOUL