Текст песни Witches Of Salem - Saxon

In a sleepy quiet town, down Massachusetts way
The silence sudden broken by the chanting by the bay
Circling 'round a woman accused of witchcraft
Take it down before the judge to hear the damning draft

See the flames of bigotry leaping ever higher
Someone has to pay the price to feed the rapture's fire

Witches of Salem, burning at the stake
Witches of Salem, victims of the hate
Witches of Salem, unto Gallows Hill
Witches of Salem, they're hungry for the kill

Accusations made, filled with weight and malice
Betraying friends and neigbours before the holy chalice
Standing trial before the mob, hysteria rules the day
Preaching fire and brimstone, there's nothing you can say

See the flames of bigotry leaping ever higher
Someone has to pay the price to feed the rapture's fire

Witches of Salem, burning at the stake
Witches of Salem, victims of the hate
Witches of Salem, onto Gallows Hill
Witches of Salem, they're hungry for the kill
Hungry for the kill
Onto Gallows Hill

Woe betide the woman, who doesn't seem to fit
All it took was just a word to take them to the pit
If you plead your innocence, you were taken to the trial
It didn't matter what you say, they won't believe denial

See the flames of bigotry leaping ever higher
Someone has to pay the price to feed the rapture's fire

Witches of Salem, burning at the stake
Witches of Salem, victims of the hate
Witches of Salem, onto Gallows Hill (onto Gallows Hill)
Witches of Salem, they're hungry for the kill
Witches of Salem, burning at the stake (burning at the stake)
Witches of Salem, victims of the hate
Witches of Salem, they're hungry for the kill (hungry for the kill)
Witches of Salem, onto Gallows Hill