Twelve Bells Toll in Salem (For the Hanging of Sarah Averill)

[00:20.88] Twelve bells toll her cracking neck
[00:29.91] Gallows hewn from human hands
[00:36.84] Aching bellies are famine fuelled
[00:43.72] Worn and weathered the bloodied bones
[00:51.21] That do the Puritans wish
[01:05.56] I am the Dread Sovereign
[01:18.47] Take these words my son
[01:32.05] Let my death not be in vain
[01:46.51] And Praise Satan
[02:10.67] I am the Dread Sovereign
[02:16.32] So take these words
[02:34.80] A woman slender neck
[02:41.03] Burnt and wheeling rope
[02:47.32] She will hang till dead
[02:53.47] Despite her protests
[02:59.99] A black soul in conspiracy
[03:06.20] With the divine Goat
[04:01.81] Driven by the Devil's lust
[04:04.42] I am the Dread Sovereign
[04:08.12] Take these words my son
[04:17.40] And let my death not be in vain
[04:50.39] And let my death not be in vain
[05:01.26] Praise Satan in this world and the
[05:10.46] Hail Satan
[05:23.64] We praise Satan in this world and the next
[05:42.61] We praise Satan
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