Burn the Witch

by cantchangeme   Oct 27, 2020


Oh holy man tell us
Plead for us today
He ripped out our tongues
We have nothing to say
For every maid born
Must suffer the stitch
Light the pyre
Set the fire
Burn the witch

Oh holy man help us
Speak to us our name
He burned them to ash
To spare us our shame
For every picture
Must fit his frame
Held up to heaven
Or cast to the flame

Oh holy man show us
Lead us to his grace
For every woman
Must be put in their place
Every witchfinder
Must satisfy their itch
Set the pyre
Light the fire
Burn the witch

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