Paroles de Burn The Witch

The flames lick at my feet Their hearts full of hate What they don't understand, they condemn What they can't comprehend must meet its end But I won't scream, won't give them that satisfaction No I won't confess my false interaction As I breathe deep and prepare for my passing I hear them chant, burn the witch I stand accused of bein' in league with Satan No proof for the false accusation Talk to the stake, no hope of escape I stand alone and embrace my fiery fate But I won't scream, won't give them that satisfaction No I won't confess my false interaction As I breathe deep and prepare for my passing I hear them chant, burn the witch Oh I won't scream, won't give them that satisfaction I won't confess my false interaction Now as I breathe deep and prepare for my passing I hear them chant, burn the witch Burn the witch, burn the witch Burn the witch, burn the witch