Lyrics Burning Times - Omen
In
the
year
of
our
lord,
1484
They
came
with
their
picks,
and
their
clubs,
And
their
axes,
and
swords
Pointing
their
fingers
and
casting
their
stones
Wanting
sins
of
the
wicked
atoned
In
league
with
the
devil
accused
of
their
crimes
Persecution
in
the
Burning
Times
The
darkest
days
in
all
of
history
Tried
before
council
and
forced
To
renounce
their
beliefs
Claims
of
malice
and
blamed
of
heresy
Then
tortured,
then
maimed,
some
burned,
and
Some
hung
from
a
tree
The
rise
of
the
inquisitors'
self-righteousness
To
make
all
the
witches
confess
The
Malleus
Maleficarum
recited
In
the
age
known
as
the
Burning
Times
Seek
them
out...
Hunt
them
down...
Burn
them
all,
to
the
ground
Kill
the
witch...
Kill'
em
all...
This
genocide
to
watch
them
fall
This
is
the
signs
of
the
Burning
times
The
flames
they
rise
in
these
Burning
Times
In
the
year
of
our
lord,
1484
They
came
with
their
picks,
and
their
clubs,
And
their
axes,
and
swords
The
hammer
of
witches...
the
shipwreck
of
souls
Their
ashes
to
ashes...
Their
flesh
in
the
coals...
The
death
bell
tolls
The
darkest
days
in
all
of
history
Tried
before
council
and
forced
To
renounce
their
beliefs
The
rise
of
inquisitors'
self
righteousness
To
make
all
the
witches
confess
In
league
with
the
devil
accused
of
the
crimes
In
the
age
known
as
the
Burning
Times
The
Burning
Times...
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