Pitchfork Justice Lyrics

TROUBLEMAKER, PROVOCATEUR OF THE WORSE KIND
AGITATOR, YOU SPREAD THE WORD INCITE THE HIVE
RABBLE ROUSER, THEY GATHER ‘ROUND, YOU FAN THE FLAMES
INSTIGATOR, PROVOKING THOUGHTS INTO THEIR MINDS

THEY GATHER ROUND, THEY JOIN THE CROWD
PROVOCATEUR OF THE WORSE KIND

IGNITING THE HIVE MIND
IT'S PITCHFORK JUSTICE TIME

WHEN A TRIVIAL MISSTEP TURNS INTO MASS HYSTERIA
WHEN A SIMPLE MAN'S MISTAKE TURNS A MOLEHILL INTO A MOUNTAIN

SO CALL THE MOB AND PUT THE FIRE TO THE TORCHES
GRAB ANY WEAPON THAT YOU CAN FIND
THERE'S NOT A CHANCE AGAINST US ALL
WE DON'T NEED PROOF COS WE'RE THE JUDGE, JURY, AND EXECUTIONER

BURN THE WITCH
BY WORD OF MOUTH I'LL BURN YOU AT THE STAKE
PITCHFORKS OUT
JUDGED BY WORD OF MOUTH
FAN THE FLAMES
IT'S TIME FOR JUSTICE FOR SOMETHING YOU MAY HAVE DONE
PFJ
JUDGED BY COURT OF CROWD
LOSING MY VOICE I'M DROWNED OUT BY THE NOISE OF THE CROWD