Drag the witch to the forest, so that she wont do any harm again. Dont let her get away, hold her! Tie her to the stake! None of you will ever be safe from me, you can kill me, but I just wont go! And in the silence she spoke her curse Executioner, quick! Come, bring the mask the iron mask that will send her back to hell And a creepy mask was brought, it had devilish features and spikes on the inside, it was put to her face then a hammer was brought, God no! Putrid flesh still so alive mangled face still holds its charm consumed by rot she waits to feed again a leach, a living dead Those who pass by take my advice and hurry home before sunset Executioner, quick! Come, bring the mask No mask will send this demon back to hell
mask, executioner, quick, send, brought