"He must be the root of all this misery
The ladies, whores, a Satan's tool to send us to eternity
Ring, brothers, ring the bells and bring the torches
Let us tie them up to the stake - burn, witches, burn"

Finally the men of the town could point the guilt to someone
Of course it had to be the
Host Of Quadrille lyrics

Hot on the heels of '78 / The wailing dance of the cardiac rate
Break out lungs in ecstacy / the gross physique of devilry says,
"O
 stranger
Following their wives at night they had found the orgies
Rituals to bring forth the powers of Hell

"How could you our beloved wives
Grant your bodies to be used to do evil
On him we know no mercy, nor can we give you any
Follow us to the hills - burn, witches, burn"

First they surrounded the guest house where the
Unlove You lyrics


I felt in a perfect way
I never had a choice to make
Crest into your tidal wave
I didn't even stroke on
Sail right through your atmospherepreacher
Was sleeping off the exertions of the night
A cross-shaped pole they drove through his black heart
Sending him to join his master in the pits of Hell

The few women still considered faithful
Were told to stay at home
While the others were being marched to the hills
These women gathered...
The guilty women of the tow
Calling Down An Angel lyrics


You're afraid, it's all come down
To this place where dreams have fallen to the fround
Just look up, you'll make it through
'Cause there's a 
 were taken to the hills
Where huge bonfires were standing
Tied up to the stakes they were - naked to face the god
In tears they cried: "We were possessed!"

"In the name of the holy trinity
Be purified by these flames
We pray for your souls on your way to damnation
For all the evil you have done - burn, witches, burn"