GRAVE ROBBER LYRICS

"Burn Witch, Burn"

I think I know the evil that you do
When you're alone in your room.
Maybe you're committing mortal sin.
Well, I'll find out and destroy us from within.

Burn, witch, burn.
Don't you know you deserve a speedy trial?
Burn, witch, burn.
I, the jury, find you guilty by a mile.

Of dirt on your hands and a mouth full of bile,
So burn, witch, burn-the weak and wounded,
Burnt at the stake.

I'm fairly sure we must excommunicate you.
I'm almost certain the cancer is you.
The way you look, you must be poisonous,
So I'll hunt you down to save the rest of us.

Burn, witch, burn.
Don't you know you deserve a speedy trial?
Burn, witch, burn.
I, the jury, find you guilty by a mile.

Of dirt on your hands and a mouth full of bile,
So burn, witch, burn-the weak and wounded,
Burnt at the stake.

With a plank in my eye, I will see you die
For the wound that is the thorn in your side.
You have done wrong; for that you must be hung.
Shoot the wounded and bury the witch among the dung.

Burn, witch, burn.
Don't you know you deserve a speedy trial?
Burn, witch, burn.
I, the jury, find you guilty by a mile.

So burn, witch, burn.
Don't you know you deserve a speedy trial?
Burn, witch, burn.
I, the jury, find you guilty by a mile.

You're guilty by a mile.
Your mouth is full of bile,
So burn, witch, burn, witch, burn.

Thanks to Mark for these lyrics

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