The Burning of Salem

Villagers gathered 'round the witches trail
 Holds the signs of mass hysteria
 Women scorned, and kinds accused
 Reason is left when the mob's to rule
 A trial is held, a travesty
 A show of power from the ministry
 Neighbor rat on neighbor as the act of a devout
 Eager to seem more pious so they sell each other out
 Accusations, to vilify
 Perjury to save your life
 Random acts of heresy
 Heinous accounts of devilry
 So Burn...!
 By the powers vested in me
 God's will be done, zealously
 Verbal abuse roars from the stands
 Once on trial there's no legal chance
 Faith is held at the maximum
 Praise the Lord, his will be done
 So-called victims made to testify
 Bearing witness of the Devil's might
 So Burn...!
 By the powers vested in me
 God's will be done, tirelessly
 "In the year of our Lord June 2nd, 1692,
 I, William Stoughton, chief magistrate
 Of this Grand Jury,
 Find you all guilty, as charged,
 Of acts of witchcraft and heresy.
 I sentence you all to be hanged by the neck
 Until you are dead.
 May God have mercy on your souls."
 So Burn...!
 By the powers vested in me
 God's will be done, endlessly