Our tounges they could not silence
With their malicious lies
Their unforgotten violence
And as my flesh is put to fire
I hear their voices still
We shall show no mercy to heathen
Who stand accused and have refused
Your wicked acts are endless
Though the crimes they cannot name
Innocent or guilty proved
We'll burn you just the same
This self-righteous inquisition
Is a plague upon our land
As false as the confessions they force
Abused my broken body is cleansed
Yet in whose name I'm slain
My innocence the victim of their
Religious persecution for the past
Preaching peace and mercy 'neath the
Slaughter in the name of Christ