There stand three piles across the market place All people come to see the flames A smell of oil and wine is in the air The mob is waiting see them stare
Wait for the glowing light the witches burn tonight
Bridge The only way is the holy fire To purify their souls They are guilty no one can deny that We have no remorse
They seduced men with their witchcraft eyes They forced the witness to tell us lies Under the torture they confessed it all Brides of Satan that’s what they are
The inquisitions wrath the court had sealed their death
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Chorus Fires burning high Filled a blood red sky Poke the flames Burn the witches We must purify Let all evil die Save our souls Burn the witches
The executor let the flames arise All the sinful have to pay the price Dance with the devil and you slowly burn A lesson for them all to learn
They look so innocent touched by the devil’s hand
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You can see the tears fear is in their eyes Helpless and resigned
And as the flames are raging higher Screams of pain addicted to fire Stench of burning flesh in the air now With their last breath they will curse you
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