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Judgment (Of A Mortal)
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2002 In times long past
Thou mocked and scorned
Made accusations of evil within
Thence the judgment was to begin
By fire, by water, and much more
We passed thine time in fear
Yet ‘tis found no fear doth remain
For ‘tis only thou who has such pain
We hand out such hurt so freely
Now tell thee, what canst thou do
‘Tis not anything but my own will
I see thy shake, dost thou bones have a chill
Thine time ‘tis gone for thou life
Any last words, ‘tis thine last chance
Too late, for now ‘tis long past the time
We judge thee, the witches bells shall chime
~Chrystal
Written on
April 8, 2002
