"You stand before this court, accused of heresy and witch craft. How do you plead?"



"Not guilty!"



"Guilty!"



Our tongues they could not silence with their malicious lies

Their unforgotten violence, remember those who died



And as my flesh is put to fire I hear their voices still

Their unjust accusations demanding that I am killed



"We shall show no mercy to heathen such as thee

Who stand accused and have refused the Church's clemency

Your wicked acts are endless through the crimes we cannot name

Innocent or guilty proved, we'll burn you just the same"



Burning, into the fire

Burning, a funeral pyre

Burning, into the fire

Burning, a funeral pyre



This self-righteous inquisition is a plague upon our land

as false as the confessions they force from shattered hands



"We shall show no mercy to heathen such as thee

Who stand accused and have refused the Church's clemency

Your wicked acts are endless through the crimes we cannot name

Innocent or guilty proved, we'll burn you just the same"



Burning, into the fire

Burning, a funeral pyre

Burning, into the fire

Burning, a funeral pyre



Abused my broken body is cleansed by righteous flame,

Their God a 'God of Mercy' yet in whose name I slain.



My innocence the victim of their superstitious fears

Religious persecution for the past three hundred years

Preaching peace and mercy 'neath the shadow of the knife

A papal reign of terror, slaughter in the name of Christ



And as my flesh is put to fire I hear their voices still

their unjust accusations demanding that I am killed



"We shall show no mercy to heathen such as thee

Who stand accused and have refused the Church's clemency

Your wicked acts are endless through the crimes we cannot name

Innocent or guilty proved, we'll burn you just the same"



Burning, into the fire

Burning, a funeral pyre

Burning, into the fire

Burning, a funeral pyre