The Salem Stories
Have you heard of the Salem Stories? I am one of the Salem Witches who's past transgressors chose to burn. Now its their alarming turn. They're return will be long awaited in an old, broken urn. Their ashes will seep out that the cemetery would love to keep, because all its occupants can do is sleep. The climb isnt so steep, but you will hear your own cries and the cries of others as you weep.
TABOO
The Salem Stories continue even if they are initially banned
They still can't be canned
We remember our past lives
We remember being banished from our families as our husbands chose new wives
We remember what it felt like to be cut with butcher knives
We remember what it was like to be h*ng, unsung
We remember what is was felt like for our flesh to be consumed in flames
Even back then, we were kicking ass and taking names
Where do you think we get our fame?
We will never be the same until we reunite with our twin flame.
(The city of Salem, Massachusetts, has been proven to be haunted, day & night. The spirit of the holy dead lay there & won't be touched until there's a mass revolution of all things taboo. )