A reign of terror on us   The persecution begins   Hold tight the circle   Working woe at ever chance   This is the end of innocence   Just one against the crowd   One torch to light the way there   One torch to burn it down   Through fire and trial   Confess your sins   The lady burns   And no one wins T   he lady is for burning now   Hold her down   Against her will, against her word   Hold her down   And hope no more   Hold her down   Bring back the heads of sinners   Such witches don't wear crowns   A spectre hides among us   Converge and watch them drown   Through fire and trial   Confess your sins   The lady burns   And no one wins