Burning Times

In the year of our lord, 1484
 They came with their picks, and their clubs,
 And their axes, and swords
 Pointing their fingers and casting their stones
 Wanting sins of the wicked atoned
 In league with the devil accused of their crimes
 Persecution in the Burning Times
 The darkest days in all of history
 Tried before council and forced
 To renounce their beliefs
 Claims of malice and blamed of heresy
 Then tortured, then maimed, some burned, and
 Some hung from a tree
 The rise of the inquisitors' self-righteousness
 To make all the witches confess
 The Malleus Maleficarum recited
 In the age known as the Burning Times
 Seek them out... Hunt them down...
 Burn them all, to the ground
 Kill the witch... Kill' em all...
 This genocide to watch them fall
 This is the signs of the Burning times
 The flames they rise in these Burning Times
 In the year of our lord, 1484
 They came with their picks, and their clubs,
 And their axes, and swords
 The hammer of witches... the shipwreck of souls
 Their ashes to ashes... Their flesh in the coals...
 The death bell tolls
 The darkest days in all of history
 Tried before council and forced
 To renounce their beliefs
 The rise of inquisitors' self righteousness
 To make all the witches confess
 In league with the devil accused of the crimes
 In the age known as the Burning Times
 The Burning Times...