Born on a Sabbath, In the depths of Hell

Baptized by witches, Under Satan’s spell

Witchkiller! Witchkiller!

Burn them at the stake

One night he woke up, He had lost his mind

Declared war to Evil, By killing his own kind

Witchkiller! Witchkiller!

Burn them at the stake

Now he hunts all of the witches

Tortures them, condemns them to death

He became the Great Grim Reaper

Sworn to kill until his last breath

Witchkiller

Slay on

Screams for mercy arе totally pointless

He’s a ruthless son of a bitch

Oncе he finds you, there is no escaping

Death by fire is your punishment witch

Witchkiller

Slay on

He killed all the witches

All of them are dead

No more spells and magic

No voices in his head

Conjured all his demons

In the name of God

But out there in the silence

He hears Satan’s laugh

I am your creator

You were under my spell

I used you just to stop

The witches’ coup in Hell

The witches tried to kill me

They tried to take my throne

But I shall be the King

I’m ruling Hell alone

Witchkiller

Burn them down