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Always looking for new suspects:
Modern heretics of the intellect
Making crimes out of natural laws
To lock you down and impose their morals
Fighting evil hysteria
Anyone with a different idea
Searching for new enemies
To ban all forms of alternative
You might give no confession
But they will keep the accusation
And whatever you'll say or try
They'll ridicule you in the public eye
You'll end up burning at the stake
Whatever the agitation you make
And perish like all the others
Who stood for their pride and honor
Witch-hunt!
