The sound of horses riding by the riders fists
raised to the sky Burning torches the flames of
death the suspects being put to the
test CHORUS: In a different time religion's
the same The witch hunt is on as God's evil
reigns A pretty maid destined to die Lord's
servants death in disguise The evil spirit
must be cleansed in the name of God they're
claiming revenge CHORUS The morning skies
they turn to night the maiden she's lost her
fight Chilling screams as she burns alive the
christians ride home satisfied CHORUS Many
years have now gone by the slayers, the christian
pride The bible remains to cleanse the land but
Satan still has the upper hand