Deep inside his sacred lair

The sinner cries the devils lies

With flaming metal in his hands

Another bows to his demands

A rancid city, a peaceful town

The plague of heresy soaks them all

Wherever he rides they will be found

Judgement awaits on hallowed ground

Fire of the Witchfinder

Burning all the the liars

Heathen witch

Burn in the fire

He comes unexpected out of the night

Another victim is set alight

An inquisition of fire and steel

The devils tune only he can hear

The fire it burns like his heart within

Cleansing those not free from sin

False accusations the witness bears

To speak against him nobody dares

Witchfinder come

To burn the sin away

Witchfinder come

The fires of hell await