Source and seed of misanthropy

Is the age of inquisition

Where kings and queens got the power

To lay down immoral religions

Pursuit of innocent flesh

Shredding of their blood

Plundering and robbing

A thousand natural lusts

Hypnotised by the smell of death

Stiff walking to the stake

Amusement, tar and feathers

You are gonna loose your faith

Delivered from the hell's great fear

Spirits lost in gloom

Seek them in their dread abode

Tarred and feathered

Beautiful red-haired ladies

They got put in the pillory

Skinned alive or stoned to death

Broken on the wheel

Sanguinary with arms across

The king watched the scenery

Exorcised and quartered

In the shambles of sin

Hypnotised by the smell of death

Stiff walking to the stake

Amusement, tar and feathers

You are gonna loose your faith

Delivered from the hell's great fear

Spirits lost in gloom

Seek them in their dread abode

Tarred and feathered

Hypnotised by the smell of death

Stiff walking to the stake

Amusement, tar and feathers

You are gonna loose your faith

Delivered from the hell's great fear

Spirits lost in gloom

Seek them in their dread abode

Tarred and feathered

Tarred and feathered

Tarred and feathered