Drums, drums, drums, drums, are crushing the silence.
Heads, heads, heads, heads move in the streets.
Look, look, look, look, and there come the riders.
Nobles take the prominent seats.
Watch and fear. Look and learn.
Once again the heathens burn.
Burn the witch again. Burn the witch again.
Comes, comes, comes, comes now here comes the hangman.
Dressed, dressed, dressed, dressed, in red and black.
There, there, there, there, there squeals wretched wagon.
She rides standing tied by her neck.
Crowd is silent. Torches shake
God's own shadow, lofty stake.
Burn the witch again. Burn the witch again.
There she cries, terrorized. We'll burn the witch again

Clean we are from deadly sin.
Blessed are priests who strive within.

Clouds in the sky, fire down below tearing the world apart.
World will never change, centuries will rage.
Stakes will pierce the human hearts.

Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke is staining the heaven.
Burns, burns, burns, burns life in the flames.
Charred, charred, charred, charred, the life's charred forever.
Ashes fall on world that remains.
Sun has vanished, hid in shame.
Sky itself seems singed by the flame
Burn the witch again. Burn the witch again.
There she cries, terrorized. We'll burn the witch again

Burn the witch again. Burn the witch again.
She will cry, terrorized. But burn the witch again

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