The crops have withered The sky bends upside down Her name is lucifera The mutant preachers yell-yeah My name is Hopkins I'm the witchfinder general
free No one is safe from the purging of fire You'll rue the day that you send for the Witchfinder General Witchfinder General Witchfinder General Witchfinder General
your confession, your soul will be free No one is safe from the purging of fire You'll rue the day that you.. send for the Witchfinder General! Accusing
Would you step inside my time machine Come see places you have never been To Vortex Hill of eternal life Or back in time, to see the strife Where do we
Midnight approaches A circle is formed Their faces are evil Their minds are deformed They preach to their demons Sacrifice is prepared She's placed in
Destitute and empty Can't stop thinking of you You've turned my blue skies all cloudy grey Oh I loved you but lost you You were so untrue Yes I loved
Are we here or is this really the end? Are you real or just a vision they send? I see you now, but are you really a friend? When I switch off Is this
My life's been abused, my mind is confused Best must have passed by So now I must die Writing these words now, finding it hard To tell you my problems
Here we are afraid to give Here we are afraid Afraid to live Largest nations in the world They kill, atomic missile, I hear unto The U.S.S.R. just fights
From the doors of the dungeons you know Down to the bloody gates of Hell Men on their knees dying Rather than to rabies smell Will we survive? I say From
The screams and the dreams and the nightmares it seems Are from Hell Things lurk in the churchyard and rise from the soil Those who dwell They come from
Economy it fills my mind I don't know where to turn The laws, the rights, the outta sights You know they all should burn People saying don't tell me That
Reality it is a lie The briefest dream before I die To comprehend the cosmic scheme See the truth behind my dream Look out for me Let's trip on L.S.D
A cart rolled through the town And people all around Gathered for the burning of the witch They grit their teeth in anger They raise their arms in fear
When I was a young boy Rock became my life Sixteen I married it Then it was my wife Dreamt of making records Thought it would be fun To make you people
Life in prison, is it enough For what they do One day soon, so very close It could be you A life for a life, that's the way The only way I say The chair
I want a woman 'cos it's a Saturday night I wanna make her feel alright I'm going to lay her, do you know what I mean I really wanna make her scream
