The Witches of Salem

Darken night

The moon looms

Over the graveyard

Full of tombs

And yet more hang

On the trees

Blowing slightly

With the night breeze

This is where the witches lie

The witches of Salem

Who with the Devil fly

Over the village

Who condemned them so

For being in league with the devil

So the punishment was bestowed

Confess or be hanged

They choose the latter

And now they lie

No longer a matter

Their souls shattered

For they would not lie

And condemn themselves

They know they were right

And for that they were punished

All because they waited for God's judgment