Witch-finder general, (mis) leader of people,
your trade handed down through the years,
you point the finger, manipulator,
agitator, orchestrating fear,
making a killing, from cold profiteering,
hoaxer, fraudster, fake,
lying to make the tale fit your ending,
with myths you fabricate.
Witch-hunt!
Destroyer of reason, through victimization,
our freedom to live as we would,
stirrer of rumours and vicious untruths,
you bait the baying crowd for yet more blood,
your hidden agenda, behind propaganda,
as red as the blood of our slain,
murdering my people, but never by your own hand,
your weapons mistrust and betrayal.
Chorus:
Witch-hunt!
To keep illusion maintained,
Witch-hunt!
You persecute with no shame,
Witch-hunt!
Judicial murder-no blame,
Witch-hunt!
Through history!
You manufacture, all that evades ya,
no-one escapes your beady eyes,
whilst you keep a white watch, keep up the witch-hunt
in the slimelight, your search for lies,
our morals and values, our culture damaged,
the blood trail leads straight back to your pen,
it's all make believe in your un-merry fables,
you serve the protocols of the l.e.o.z.