"Drag the witch to the forest,

so that she wont do any harm again.

Don't 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 won't 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