(Music : Azagthoth / Lyrics : Vincent)
Come burning ... are you going to burn with me
Won¹t you come burning ... the word is watching
All the king¹s men riding hard

All their horses foaming
And if they were to catch us we¹d be set ablaze
Burn !
Won¹t you come burning ... all the dissident ones
Come and walk the line and you will burn with me
Witches yes, slaves never ... and still I speak
A heretic amongst you ... don¹t you let me live too long
Burn !
Could you imagine the pain
Why would my countrymen let me down
They¹re b earing witness just to save their skin
That this might keep them from burning
They¹d sell their mothers just to save their skin
That this might keep them alive
The marks I¹m bearing are oh so deep
My will ingrained at birth
To flood true darkness with light and reverse
You¹ll see my covenant to keep
Your judgement in the hands of the most inept
Condemn those similar to burn with me
But the night is young ... I¹m also feeling very bold
I think I¹ll do some burning of my own