Simple trials convert into freakshows of pain
Righteous ringmasters conduct their carnival of carnage
Blood flows freely from the racks
The irons make their mark
Tell me whose the wicked one

Eye to eye with the judge and jury, lynch mob of hate
Court adjourned, the suspect guilty, the stake awaits
The torches lit and the shackles ready, bound and gaged she lies
No mercy, no appeal, no deliverence, the heretic must die
Wide-eyed children watch with fear, the publc ritual
Birth of pain reckoning at hand, ignition of the soul
Inhumanities commited, violence justified
An atrocity the sentence, Burned alive.....Burned alive

False prophets spreading fear, summoning the mass to hear
Tales of witchery, twisted to the full extreme
Forced confession, convicted with aggression
Hear the death bell chime, sounding exectuion time
Judged by the frenzed mob, tortured in the name of god
Violated, burned alive, twisted charred, and mortified
Engulfed in flames, writhing on the stake of pain
Cremated on the pyre, torch it up, heat up the fire

The agony excrutiating
Hordes of angry faces gather in the moon's light

Ignorance has won
Medieval-minded fools conductors of the witch hunt
Injustice has been done
Sadistc villagers content and celebrating
The sealing of her fate
A vile stench now fills the air
Along with the chants of hate

Death by fire, the crowds demanding
Persuaded by the iron's branding

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