Burn The Witch
Holding handsSkipping like a stoneOn our wayTo see what we have doneThe first to speakIs the first to lieThe children crossTheir hearts and hope to die
Bite your tongueSwear to keep your mouth shut
Ask yourselfWill i burn in Hell?Then write it downAnd cast it in the wellThere they areThe mob it cries for bloodTo twist and taleInto fire woodFan the flamesWith a little lieThen turn your cheekUntil the fire diesThe skin it peelsLike the truth, awayWhat it wasI will never say...
Bite your tongue, swear to keepKeep your mouth shutMake up somethingMake up something good...Holding handsSkipping like a stoneBurn the witchBurn to ash and bone