The sound of horses riding by the riders fists raised to the sky  Burning torches the flames of death the suspects being put to the test  CHORUS:  In a different time religion's the same  The witch hunt is on as God's evil reigns  A pretty maid destined to die Lord's servants death in disguise  The evil spirit must be cleansed in the name of God they're claiming revenge  CHORUS  The morning skies they turn to night the maiden she's lost her fight  Chilling screams as she burns alive the christians ride home satisfied  CHORUS  Many years have now gone by the slayers, the christian pride  The bible remains to cleanse the land but Satan still has the upper hand