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A Return To WormwoodSend the childSend the chosen one inside Give him the strength Give him the fortitude to find All he needs All required of him inside In the depths In the fathoms of his mind Two hundred years have passed Since the burning of this town We knew it would not last Our safety now wearing down The prophecy speaks of the day The forgotten child shall come back We’ll speak the sacred words on his grave As we’re under attack Send the child Send the chosen one inside Give him the strength Give him the fortitude to find All he needs All required of him inside In the depths In the fathoms of his mind Two hundred years have past Since the burning of this town We know of the curse they cast And now we must hunt them down Send the dogs out on this day We must stop them from blaspheming our god We’ll put them in their deserved graves Put them before the firing squad Once I awaken The forgotten child We’ll start the ritual Filled with the reviled To bring forth the sun in the dead of night Against it’s strain nobody will Fight Men Gather around We must go out to find the clan Bring forth your arms bring forth your dogs They cannot defend against our onslaught Our search cannot end without finding their hiding place This clan of satan must not be allowed to continue their practices They shall be flogged They shall be gutted And Burned at the stake |