"A coin in the coffer rings, a soul from purgatory springs."
clergy marching through the streets while innocents are suffering
the selling of indulgence, profiting from fear and shame
but no Novena Pennance of silver or gold will save your soul from me
Malleus Mallificarum, guide my soul, guide my hands
by this inquisition free our people, free our lands
from this infection, heathendom, intolerable Craft
a society turned on itself, consumed in God's wrath

as I walk through the valley in the shadow of death
the flames growing stronger, conceal my final breath

I'll bear witness to death which ignorance brings
as you send the whole world up in smouldering flames
the world ignited by hate, suspend all disbelief
processions marching through the streets, compelled by the Act of Faith
all the experts agree and fear rules the day
we'll all end up in ashes, in Hell or in flames
the verdict on which they have decided
at the stake, your soul and flesh shall be ignited

the world ignited by hate, suspend all disbelief
processions marching through the streets compelled by the act of faith
all the experts agree, and fear rules the day
ashes to ashes, belief to bigotry

as I walk through the valley in the shadow of death
the flames growing stronger, conceal my final breath
as God's most righteous and virtuous men live spirit-filled and free from sin the Church living proof that even God sins, as another evils waiting to begin

red hot needles, buried alive, the Church creates more ways to die
poisoning, hung and drawn, execution on a public platform
dunking booth, bound and cast, starving slow or suffocating fast
innocent blood upon their stage, murderous in their 'godly' ways

burn........
burn........
burn........ rise, from the gates of Hell
witches come to cast their spell
burn........ in the fires, forever dwell
burn, witch, burn........

your sentence has been passed
to the fires of Hell, you've been cast
eternal pain, forever last
burn, witch, burn........

"A coin in the coffer rings, a soul from purgatory springs."
clergy marching through the streets while innocents are suffering
the selling of indulgence, profiting from fear and shame
but no Novena Pennance of silver or gold will save your soul from me
Malleus Mallificarum, guide my soul, guide my hands
by this inquisition free our people, free our lands
from this infection, heathendom, intolerable Craft
a society turned on itself, consumed in God's wrath

the world ignited by hate, suspend all disbelief
processions marching through the streets compelled by the act of faith
all the experts agree, and fear rules the day
ashes to ashes, belief to bigotry

as I walk through the valley in the shadow of death
the flames growing stronger, conceal my final breath
as just another evil is waiting to begin
the Church tries to hide that even their God sins