Caught and beaten, once the witch hunters have  tracked you down    Taken to a filthy cell to be prepped for your  confession and lesson, you'll be shown just what  the hands of god will do while the church has you  kneeling down under it's rule    The crime and shame of the inquisition horrible  tortured, brutally burned. Degredation stifled decency  The filthiest passions masqueraded under the cover of  religion, killing to bestow the fear of god    The floodgates of persecution have opened wide  The biblical delusions of the churches' mind  Bigotry and rigidity, ruled as their oppression grew  Never were so many so wrong so long    Once accused, there is no escape, condemned to die  By burning at the stake first, you're tortured to the  brink of death inquisitors never took a rest they  won't stop until you've taken your last breath    Life, an infinitesimal speck on the limitless canvas of   Eternity, a seething cesspool of human emotions gone  sour, it destroyed the principles of honor and justice a   cauldron filled with two hundred yars of pain it  opened wide the rosters for the hall of shame    Subverted to condemn bestialities