The Healer and the cross by Eternal Helcaraxe Lyrics

Deep in the woods, at a lakeside cottage
Torches appear, and words of malice
The simple mind of the Preacher, calls for blood
They set fire to her thatched roof, and kick in her door
They beat her down, chain her up and spit on her
They drag her to the court house, on bloody knees
This helpless frighten girl, cry's and screams for mercy
On there steeple the accusing council names this "Whore of Satan" guilty
She screams in horror "I'm a simple healer, how could you's do this to me?"
On a torch lit hill, over looking the town
They pin her to a stack, and tie her down
They stack firewood and kindling
To a hate filled mob of men, women, and Children
The preacher walks up and takes the stand
With empty eyes, and flame in hand
"Your earthly form is damned
But to save your soul, our lord, will see you burn."