Burn the Witch - Arkham Witch

The people stand and stare, they drag the woman by her hair

Parade her through the town, they´re gonna take a witch woman down!

C´mon and burn the witch!

They tie her to the stake, her eyes flask with ice cold hate

Storm clouds claim the sky, signs ward off her evil eye

Witch woman I loved you don´t you know

Your fire burns inside my soul

Repent my child before it´s too late

See how the devil can steal your fate

When we burn the witch!

The wytchfinde lights the pyre, the leaping flames get higher and higher

Spells foat on the wind — a strange nightmare settles in!

Lightning strikes the ground, storm clouds burst, the rain comes down

The witch she stands unscathed, but the village huts are all ablaze!