Burn (Reissue)

The inquisition will take her to the hill.
Ready for the kill, giving God his will.
Everybody's there, none of them will care.
Not a single prayer.

Burn in the night, you're the devil's child.
Burn in the night, you're the devil's child.

Looking at the sky, soon the girl will die.
Nobody will cry, hear her screaming: "why?".
The priests are all in line, now they give the sign.
Let the fire shine.

Burn in the night, you're the devil's child.
Burn in the night, you're the devil's child.

They say the devil is here tonight.
Then let him play his violin so wild.

Higher, burning higher, flames will soon devour.
Higher, burning higher, the smell of skin turned sour.

Higher, burning higher, her legs are scorched by fire.
Ashes to ashes, I see a smile on their wicked faces.

Burn in the night, you're the devil's child.
Burn in the night, you're the devil's child.

Lightning from the sky, magic's coming by.
As her necklace flies right into her eye.
The priests are all in line, now they give the sign.
Let the fire die.

Burned in the night, there are no remains.
Burned in the night, just a magic chain.