One little girl with dirty fingers
  Playing with her broken doll
  As the other girl is lying
  Digging deep into the ground
  They seem to play an evil game
  A game that doesn't have a name
  Both of them are in the ashes
  At the stake where witches burn
  
  If only they could see beyond the ground they play on
  The girls are laughing still, they think they're having fun
  They should be far away, watching the sun go down
  
  One little girl picked up a necklace
  From the ashes of the witches
  It had wings and then the other
  cried out loud "Now let me have it"
  The other looked without a sigh
  Right into the witche's eye
  The kind of horror that she saw
  Made her choke for evermore
  
  I wish they could have seen beyond the ground they played on
  They would be laughing still, having the best of fun
  They would be far away watching the sun go down