When the moon is shine and clouds are flow in the night
And the powers of dark make evil host
They will carry out your soul to hellfire light
But in mind you reach down deep for call of the Christ

Back in time i was a peasant-country girl
Working long and countless days just to survive
I have no time for chuch service or preaching speech
And one day i hear someone viciously knocks on my door

Group of men is walkin' out into my house
They name themselves witchfinders, servants of the good
Tell me i am guilty in front of god
They say i am the witch, but in mind i reach down deep for call of the Christ

Angry mob witch torch and fork surrounding me
Accusation of witchcraft begun
Sounds of hate has echo'd and lay down on wind
Your mark of the devil was found and you gonna burn!

Hangin' on cross, wating my turn
Priest starts to pray, im gonna burn
Mother is cry, she dont understand
Is this by God's or Satan's command?

Call of the Christ, call of the Christ, dont you been hearin', they calling your name?
Innocent hearts pray for they souls, but another one set into purify flames
Tortured to death, burn to the ground, thousands of bodys is hangin' around
Do you will save us or let us to die in the blindness illusion?

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