Witch Hunt

I. Accusers

The woman next in line will not get passed by
For she feels no guilt as she watches her friend die.
Men are enchanted by their spells
As their women dance to sinful bells.
How they worship the devil, giving him praise
Claiming their witchcraft is part of the old ways,
Our way is the only on that is thue
And these women shall be punished for what they do.
We call her evil, she experiences God's wrath
To all of human kind, especially our faith
She is a disgrace, and so we scream
As the flames lick her face, our eyes gleam.

II. Fellow Witch

I watch in horror as the flames lick her face
While they scream how she is a disgrace
To their faith and all of human kind
Calling her every bad thing they can find.
These blood- thirsty people who try to hide
The fact that ours was first, it hurts their pride.
Changing the old ways into sin and evil
Removing our Goddess, making our God a devil
Taking the divine powers form th women,
Making them servants and burdens to men.
I hold my head high as my friend burns at the stake
My turn, i know I will soon have to take.