She had the witchcraft in her, wonderful she looked and smelled
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Many years she studied magic from the black and white side
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Morgana was her name she lived in a time of hate
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And she was the victim of the holy inquisition
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I'm the pudge and I'm chaching you, you're in bound with Satan
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Your body shall burn in three days at the funeral pile
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Then she swore damnation to gods creation
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An unholy curse she made against all the christians
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Morganas curse beware of her force
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Morganas curse it will follow you
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In the tower she now sit waiting for her execution
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Males of pain on her body torchured by the law
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Her beloved family and her man screamed for freedom
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But her love brought her the news that she'll die soon
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"Now you're at the step to death but I will follow you soon
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With my death we'll be as one you know that love never die"
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With no fear she went to death when the flames came
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With no screams she looked at them and spoke the words of the curse
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Morganas curse beware of her force
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Morgana curse with her love she died
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[Morgana:]
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Damned are you for the whole time
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My curse it follows you
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Plague and torchure for your life
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Illnes and despair
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Damned your children and their wives
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They are spastic victims
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The hand of death will get them
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They shall not grow old
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Morganas Curse
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| Mystic Circle |
