spriguns - witchfinder lyrics
(they’re going to hang a witch)
shall we build the scaffold high?
to stretch their necks until they die
shall we build the fire up?
to send them straight to h+ll
oh, it doesn’t matter how they go
as long as we can make a show
down through the mist, comes the rider
the death bell tolls a warning to his prey
he’ll see the soul and tell the witch finder
by torturing the life and souls away
and what kind of man is this, the witchfinder
who calls himself a holy man of the cloth
his wretched form, a constant remindеr
of all the night black hags that he’s turned off
hе’ll seek out all our covens and destroy them
and cruelly send our sisters to their deaths
and would our lungs oppose or defy him
until our dark lord has no servants left
and when you seize the marks of his destruction
he’ll think that he rests easily in his bed
but we’ll come in the night to instruct him
in the wills of the land of the living dead
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