The Singing Skull - The Innocent Witch Lyrics

The Innocent Witch
By Bruce Alan Marcom

[Pipe Organ]
In days of old, when fear held sway,
An innocent soul was led astray,
Accused of witchcraft, though pure of heart,
Her fate was sealed, her life to part.
[Pipe Organ]
The pyre blazed with hellish light,
As flames consumed her in the night,
Her cries unheard, her pleas ignored,
The mob's bloodlust could not be cured.

But as the ashes cooled and spread,
A spectral mist rose from the dead,
The woman's spirit, wronged and spurned,
Now sought the vengeance she had earned.
[Pipe Organ]
To those who judged with cruel decree,
She brought a fate they could not flee,
The first to fall, the lying priest,
Found drowned in wine, his sins released.

The magistrate who sealed her doom,
Was crushed by stones from a crumbling tomb,
The accuser vile, with tongue so loose,
Hung himself with a phantom noose.
[Pipe Organ]
One by one, they met their end,
As ghostly justice did descend,
In darkened halls and misty streets,
The witch's revenge was bitter-sweet.

So heed this tale of judgment dire,
Of innocence consumed by fire,
For those who deal in false accord,
May find their souls forever scarred.
[Pipe Organ]
In shadow deep and candlelight,
Beware the witch who haunts the night,
For though her flesh has turned to dust,
Her spirit lives to right injustice.
[Pipe Organ]
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