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(The Pilgrim)

My father brought us from a forsaken land

We dreamed about a better life

His head was taken by a savage's hand

He drank the blood spilled by his knife

There lurked another danger out in the wild

She hypnotized me by her spell

The black magician worships Lucifer's smile

Her coven is from the depths of hell

(The Indian)

So you think you're a Christian?

Or murderers with beards?

You say you don't like Injuns

Though we've been here for years

We banish you to the trees

And let her do with you what she please

All the elders know of the witches disease

(The Witch)

Puritan or an Indian?

It doesn't matter to me

All I want is your children

And use their flesh to feed

You burn us at the stake

And say a prayer for heaven's sake

Dancing nude in the woods

Your souls are mine to take

The pilgrim, the indian and the witch all live in fear

All each others enemies, all believe the end is near