A World Bewitched - Wolf

Dark ages and a shadow of death

Swiped across the land

A man of his time and a man of the law

Spread fear among the masses

On and on, from place to place

His mission carried on

In medieval madness

Destroy all witchcraft

Pain — I need your pain

The mark of your blood will tell me

Confess the truth Pain — taste my pain

No use to resist, make it easy

Confess my truth

No one is innocent no one is pure

Those words we do not know

Let God’s will be done, there’s no time to waste

Get on with the test make haste

We got methods to make you talk

Prepare the burning stake

The heat of the fire reveals the liar

Pain — I need your pain

The mark of your blood will tell me

Confess the truth Pain — taste my pain

No use to resist, make it easy

Confess my truth

Come fire, come blood Wash the sin away

Purified in purgatory

My holy law justifies my greed

Men’s taste for blood

Justifies my deeds

The work is done no one has won

But an arbitrary law

With a peculiar pride and a guinea smile

Collect your silver and go

Travel on with your holy fire

But bear these words in mind

The truth meets the liar

You’ll reap what you saw

Pain — I need your pain

The mark of your blood will tell me

Confess the truth

Pain — taste my pain

No use to resist, make it easy

Confess my truth

Black witches burn

You all will burn

Now witches burn In pain