Witchblood Lyrics

Condemned sentenced to burn at the stake
Medieval masses have decided your fate
Thus for rising above mediocrity
Questioned and tortured with such brutality
The people dull ordinary and plain
Enraged by supremacy and driven insane
Inflicting, vexing with such a malevolence
Set to set the flames in devastating glance
The streets are flowing with witchblood
Drown the witch dragged through mud
For being superior and clever
Better than the sheep and pigs, so your shall grave they dig
Do not rise above the rest, or your body burns, put to test
So the streets flow with witchblood
In the bowels of the church yet
Your torture soon to set
Admit to deeds sorcery and high crime
But only divergent for your time
They want to hear your screams on the rack
And your charred body burnt black
You renegade, do not dare to speak the truth or they shall have you too