Witchunters came riding at the first sign of dawn
Bringing torches they ride under the shining moon
Called by the priests to imprison the one
From whom there's nowhere to hide!

The burning count!

Her crystal ball, lays the future unvailed
She brings disease if she wants to
Descend from hell!
She will bring no more pain
Let the procedure commence, death by fire

Burn you child of satan and rest in pain
No i'm innocent! I'm not his slave
Burn you witches, don't you never come back
Please i beg you, my soul ain't black

Fall to your knees for the mercyful one
The burning court never fail
Our judgment hammer let justice be done
The burning court prevail!

The burning court!

Burn you child of satan and rest in pain
No i'm innocent! I'm not his slave
Burn you witches, don't you never come back
Please i beg you, my soul ain't black

Walpurgisnights you were seen as you flew
On a broomstick you fly
The obsence kiss to confirm you'd be true
was given to him with pride.
You dwell in evil, now justice will win
Now your sentence is read
You will burn, you must pay for your sins!
"You'll burn till you are dead!"