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  • Burning red of charcoal the roasting place of rest
    Flames are slowly stirring in thiis hideous nest
    Red hot sparkling pokers lay waiting in the heat
    Blackened grid of iron stained with darkened meat
    (Pre-Chorus:)
    There's a place here for you
    We'd like to question you too
    Welcome in feel at home settle down you'll have to...
    (Chorus:)
    Speak your mind tell the truth don't you lie
    The church has the power and a heretic we shall find
    No matter what you think who you are and what you do
    For we will get the answers that we want out of you!
    Hooded are the masters of this holy trial
    Pleaded to by many but mercy recievers denial
    Silent, skillful and handy their tread they do respect
    Amongst the questioned thousands the guilty they'll detect
  • Burning red of charcoal the roasting place of rest
    Flames are slowly stirring in thiis hideous nest
    Red hot sparkling pokers lay waiting in the heat
    Blackened grid of iron stained with darkened meat
    (Pre-Chorus:)
    There's a place here for you
    We'd like to question you too
    Welcome in feel at home settle down you'll have to...
    (Chorus:)
    Speak your mind tell the truth don't you lie
    The church has the power and a heretic we shall find
    No matter what you think who you are and what you do
    For we will get the answers that we want out of you!
    Hooded are the masters of this holy trial
    Pleaded to by many but mercy recievers denial
    Silent, skillful and handy their tread they do respect
    Amongst the questioned thousands the guilty they'll detect