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Seven sorrows dwell within the holy statues high

Burning as one with unearthly firelight

Desperate was the priest who removed them from the stone

Bringing suffering to the sisters of the grove

Demons will command

This church’s poisoned land

Seven sisters fell to unnatural disease

Crying to be avanged as the died upon their knees

Spirits of the dead rose with fury from the grove

To deliver seven sorrows unto the priest’s wicked soul

Vengeful spirits rise

To bring the priest’s demise

Sacred shrine, cursed wind

Seven sorrows cleansing sin

Drink the wine, let it begin

Seven sorrows closing in

Sunlight dissipates the cemetery mist at dawn

Spectral minions of the fire into shadows they have gone

Overhead the clouds have parted and the day begins anew

And the seven sisters of the grove fade out of view

Wickedness at bay

Against the blinding light of day