Spare the hanging rope You can never really know The Witch might be alive, they say You can't be too careful, you know... "Witch, the hunt is on!" Yelling the red-eyed patron "Drown it, burn it, concrete casket waiting for it!" You've got nowhere to hide! Kiss me with those cold lips Let me see you smile It's me lying here Bleeding life out of me Bury my body under the ground My mind must must be tied tight and drowned Heart cut out and burned, charred black Someday, somehow I might come back I'm innocent and most of the people know Shrieking in fear "To the fire, go go!" In the distance, a faint glow They think they're saving a soul There's something that stopped my heart That numb old black lump full of scars I'm not the only one who's gotta go But women and children also, oh no... Trust me everything will be just fine We're not gonna just die But saved from these monsters They've already died, from the inside Bury my body under the ground My mind must must be tied tight and drowned Heart cut out and burned, charred black Someday, somehow I might come back