Saxon - Witchfinder General Lyrics
Send for the General, there's witches to burnThe day of your judgment draws nighIn torment and torture, the bringer of painDisciples of Satan will dieAnd tell me your secrets, bring them to meGive your confession - your soul will be freeNo one is safe from the purging of fireYou'll rue the day that you.. send for the Witchfinder General!Accusing the innocent, prey on the weakIt's not just their souls that you seekYour friends will not help you, they stand back in fearHide when the General is nearTrial is by water; no one can winDrowned and you're innocent, guilty you swimThe gallows are waiting, they're lighting the fireThere's no release from the monster's desireTell me your secrets, bring them to meGive your confession - your soul will be freeThere's no escape from the purging of fireYou'll rue the day that you.. send for the Witchfinder General!(Confess... Confess... Confess!)Send for the General, there's witches to burnThe day of their judgment draws nighIn torment and torture, the bringer of painDisciples of Satan will dieAnd tell me your secrets, give them to meGive your confession - your soul will be freeNo one is safe from the purging of fireYou'll rue the day that you.. send for the Witchfinder General!
