Inkubus Sukkubus - Burning Times Lyrics
Forget not the days of oldAnd recall the stories toldOf the burnings and the screamsDo they ever haunt your dreams?There was a time when freedom diedIt was an age of genocideThe Inquisition at the doorThe Church of Rome in a holy warThey broke children on the wheelIn the madness of their zealIn the shadow of their wakeThe innocent burning at the stakeChildren resist a return to the burning timesPeople be wise to the power of their liesBe not fooled as those who were fooled beforeChildren, oh children, be free, be wildThey came to bring the good newsTo burn witches, pagans, JewsSaid they were the Shepherds sheepWhipped old women through the streetsThen the turning of the tideFrom the truth they could not hideNow the darkest age has passedThe Goddess has returned at last