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Salem
Salem
The peace this world seeks
Yet a place not for the weak
A place shadowed in peace
And during the day, the sun shines and its light dims
The truth is in the eyes of the victims who can’t speak
Monitored by the soul eaters and supernatural beings
The innocent die as sacrifices for the blind whom got eyes but cannot see
A gaze of awe from one being hanged after a plea
Stores a saint, a believer in a cabin of unawareness,
But tragedy befalls him.
Every victim remains a mystery
But the vines of terror veil the kingdom to read history
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The witch, fragile and warm-hearted
Her companions are solid and well compacted
She’s unshakable, unbroken, a little self-driven
The chapel was built to flee evil
used as a shrine, cover traces of the devil
The peace this world seeks
Yet a place not for the weak
Demons possess humans with a promised fate of glee
A life far more precious, given with conditions
Sacrifices that matter not your decisions
But the horror dressed in angel wings
Obscure and cautious as it takes over things
Every victim remains a mystery
Yet forlorn hearts suffocate in misery.
