Get up, Will it end Now I fell it wrong
Have no Idea what I mean
I talk those change
You laid on me

I suppose one Day I make change, change,
Change, change...

Oh right, Ok yeah
Yeah, yeah oh yeah

Come on through
This not only I
Scatter, you demons sense
Call Wind and down on the Make of men
The cross doubt
Finish

Far away the one each other low on
Unto ages glory faith from the demons

*Oh right, Ok yeah
Yeah, yeah oh yeah

Come on through
This not only I
Scatter, you demons sense
Call Wind and down on the Make of men

The cross doubt
Finish

Far away the one each other low on
Unto ages glory faith from the demons tent,
Morning mass,Black Rain,The morning gone with sheds
This demon trick, all black

Oh, talking to me

Were all, this witchfynde
Witchfynde

You and me on the
Sealing

Were all this witchfynde
Witchfynde

We no worship they, such grow and prey for an
Angel on Sky above

Judge is not best for the time for a grate on
This don?t go out, out.

No be the honor is playing had
They out my service bring they in
Cause prey for another day alone
Make em Can belive it
Make heroes for a Day
My hero you worship