Witch Hunt
You seek to blameCondemn the nameBewitch the masses with your own veil
Without remorseYou seek the onesTrespassing lines you don't understand
I am the door to the unknownI hear the whispering souls aroundMy eyes can see your fear of meI am not wondering why you're here
No more painWronged again and againPride will fall like sounds of miseryIn the lips that have been hurtStill today as beforeWrite your sins to her core
My gruesome fateAxe, rope, or flamePut me to deathI'll be born again
No more painWronged again and againPride will fall like sounds of miseryIn the lips that have been hurtStill today as beforeWrite your sins to her core