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Inquisition’s got me

Accusing me of conspiracy

They never see me in church

“We know you don’t believe”

They’re all masters

They’re all servants

They all betray each other

They always obey, politely submissive

They’re all clever intellectuals

They would sell their soul

For a higher rank in society

Their devotion to the wheel

If I don’t do what they say

I’ll be burning on the cross

Now the cross is standing tall

Waiting for witches’ repentance

Burning in the wind

Is religion supposed to kill

The ones who just dare to disagree?

Does religion kill?

I must pay the toll

I don’t deserve forgiving for my sins

Kneel to society!

The cross is standing tall

They’re all clever intellectuals

They would sell their soul

For a higher rank in society

Their devotion to the wheel

If I don’t do what they say

I’ll be burning on the cross

Burning in the wind