- Geoffrey Therage.
Special seats, Wooden pyre,
Chains locked, start the fire.
Flames spread up, Crucifix held,
Screams begin, flesh and ash meld.
Some look away, some lean in,
To watch this theater of sin.
Be clean, be clean, just as your are told,
And rake up the remains before they are cold.
Burned again, just to be sure,
Gather up the worldly impure.
Cast to the river, float them away,
And try to forget the horrific display.
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