Burn that witch! they said
And I smirked in delight
"Summoning my saviour, I'd watch you all burn with cries."
Hysterical laughs, filled the whole tribe
"Well you're being crisped to death, We ought to be the ones witnessing your demise".
The heat of the blazing fire, blurring my eyes
Astaroth! I whisper, "I summon you with my choice".
Thunders in the sky, screams an ominous symphony, ...