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THE FIRES OF KRUPINA HAVE BEEN SET ABLAZE FOUR TIMES THAT YEAR

(Within the lightless corners of the town dungeon, among rats, in hay soaked with bodily fluids, the
witches lie waiting for the final judgement after manifold torture interrogations. Even the sturdiest
have in the end confessed that at nights they foregather with the One who walks in the shadows of
nature, and that he has taught them the forbidden Magia Innaturalis.)
Our nails they have torn down,
mauled the fingers,
constricted the forearms with ropes,
with straw bundles and candles
burnt the forspent bodies,
Spanish boots were applied to our feet
and the wooden horse was our painful throne.
Finally, the coven was put into iron cages
and burnt at the stake in front of the city walls,
some have been decapitated by the executioners
as a gesture of mercy.
That was in the year when fires burnt across Krupina,
in sixteen seventy-five
during the reign of Leopold of Habsburg,
Holy Roman Emperor.
The fires of Krupina, four times set ablaze
Before the final judgement, the heretics stood
The fires of Krupina, four times set ablaze
Over the pyre, winds from Sitno have blown
Crooked Katruša, Žofia Krištofíčka,
Bohuš Ďuríčka, Piatková Doriša
Their bodies marked by the devil,
consumed were in flames
But not their ancient belief
in night's secrets and in moon of the hunters
It survived in clandestine tunnels beneath the city
in wild forests and lonesome cabins
The fires of Krupina, four times set ablaze
Before the final judgement, the heretics stood
The fires of Krupina, four times set ablaze
Over the pyre, winds from Sitno have blown
(Bound to the pyre, Crooked Katruša leaves the world with a final vision that brings a peaceful
smile on her wrinkled face: in the distance over a mountain, upon dragon's breath floats a green
light, which is but an emerald and this emerald has fallen from an enormous crown beyond this
world.)
Where the jealous light of Jerusalem's god cannot reach
Four times has been Krupina set ablaze that year
and lo – the first of the flames was a sign from the horned captain.
Remember their bequest, and carry ye on the torch of Pan:
the terrifying flame of knowing, which was handed to humankind at the dawn of time.