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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
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