Witch Hunt - Kittie

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