Anna... was praying to a god   She had betrayed, so they said   Some folk had seen her flying on a broom   All hallows eve, under the moon      The inquisitor had left her behind   Gone for a bite, food on his mind   The sun was slowly trying to hide   Behind a town so full of pride   A sight anna would never see again      Torture in the name of christ, confess, oh you witch   Torture in the name of christ, you witch you... confess      Solo: shermann      Sitting naked on the wooden horse   Weights to her legs, what a holy cross>   Her bloody hands tied to her back   Her golden hair burned to black      Thumbscrews they had used   To crush each tip of her fingers to a pulp   In the torture chamber, she couldn't feel much more   Of anything... anymore      Torture in the name of christ, confess, oh you witch   Torture in the name of christ, you witch you... confess      Satan's mark... had slipped away   They already searched her body twice today   And it was all in vain      Oh anna here they come again   Off the horse, strapado for a friend   Up she goes, higher and higher   Anna's crying, screaming: "liars"      Solo: shermann-wead      Confess, confess witch   Confess, before you die      "yes, yes, I am a witch, may satan take you all"      Solo: wead      They dropped her from the ceiling   To a foot above the floor   Her ams and legs disjointed   Screams of pain... then finally no... more