You
You
You drunk John Hawthorne, what be you after Alice is to marry that fool Silas heart grow
Your magic upon her make her love me
There's nothing I can do to change the heart of another
But I
May know a way to make you seem to her as her husband to be
Even I'd in her bed be all your lust after
Oh
Such plumbers require a trade in coin and perhaps a heavier price
Can you pay?
Come inside
Give me your hand
Season
Maudviews
To the alters of health
To thee, Satan, my master, giver of life,
may Satan grant my desires.
From dark dimensions I call thee forth,
my sweet Satan.
Abigail Prinn, you're under arrest for the crimes of witchcraft.
What authority do you hold here, William Blake?
I come in the name of the Lord God who holds you accountable for your crimes.
Martha Proctor's baby was born without eyes, woman.
Can you deny that your magic has played a hand in the family's fate,
or the blight that withers Thomas Edwards' fields?
Let me go! Release me!
Ah! Ah!
Mercy, Brother Blake, please do God have mercy upon me.
She's be which means the others.
Brother Hawthorne, God sees all sins,
and he demands just punishment.
Take him away!
No! No! No! No!
No! Mercy! No! Don't kill me! Mercy, she made me!
No! No! No!
She made me.
Please God, please.
Abigail Prinn, you are hereby charged of being both a harlot and a witch,
and willfully consorting with Lucifer.
And in his name be whiching Thomas Edwards, Joseph Corrin,
Nathaniel and Martha Proctor,
and of leading this wretched soul from the path of God.
You think to condemn me in the name of God, William Thatcher Blake?
Has he seen the occasions you have had to come into my bed
when thy wife grew cold with her affection?
Be silent, demon.
I sent you to burn this night so that your body may be purified
and your soul rendered to God for his judgment.
In the name of Satan, my revenge will seek you out,
and the blood of your family will restore the life you now rock from me.
In the name of Satan, my revenge will seek you out,
and the blood of your family will restore the life you now rock from me.
In the name of Satan, my revenge will seek you out,
and the blood of your family will restore the life you now rock from me.
Papa!
Mary, my little girl, did you miss your father?
I needed a lease for you.
She spent all morning in the garden making that for you.
My sweet child.
And the Lord's work in the hollow?
God has seen fit to wipe the pestilence from our village.
May we make the best of the time that God has seen fit to bless us with.
May we make the best of the time that God has seen fit to bless us with.
And the Lord's work in the hollow?
May we make the best of the time that God has seen fit to bless us with.
And the Lord's work in the hollow?
Really?
Really?
Please.
Daddy!
Mary, my child, breathe.
Breathe, sweetheart, breathe.
I'll fetch you some water.
Sarah!
My God, Sarah!
Oh, my God!
Sarah!
My child!
My child!
My child!
My child!
Breathe.
No!
No!
No!
No!
No!
No!
No!
No!
No!
