I stand accused of bein\' in league with Satan
No proof for the false accusation
Talk to the stake, no hope of escape
I stand alone and embrace my fiery fate
But I won\'t scream, won\'t give them that satisfaction
No I won\'t confess my false interaction
As I breathe deep and prepare for my passing
I hear them chant, burn the witch
Oh I won\'t scream, won\'t give them that satisfaction
I won\'t confess my false interaction
Now as I breathe deep and prepare for my passing
I hear them chant, burn the witch
Burn the witch, burn the witch
Burn the witch, burn the
witch