He's running through the woods so black   A loyal servant of christ   Dogs are barking down his back   He's running for his life      He came with words of love and peace   These heathens had to be saved   He thought that he could make them see   Instead he was enslaved      In captivity he spoke of god   To all he met he preached   But when his master's patience ran out   He knew he had to flee      Tears are running down his cheeks   As he sobbign realizes   That in this land his god is weak   And today he's going to die      He stumbles out onto an open field   Where an old oak tree grows   In the branches hang men of three   Dressed in preacher robes       His knees refuse to carry him on   Terror shines in his eyes   His faith in christ is almost gone   His god's left him to die   Below the dead he says his prayers   To the god he thought was alive   When he hears a calm voice say:   "SHUT HIM UP AND HANG HIM HIGH!"      As his breath leaves his eyes open wide   A bright light comes from above   He greets this light with a smile   And thinks: "There is a God"      The sound of eight hooves reaches his ears   Comes from the heavenly light   Two wolves' howls fill his heart with fear   And he sees two ravens fly   Down from the sky a warlord rides   Like fire his one eye glows   And just before the preacher dies   He knows his god is false