(Music : Azagthoth / Lyrics : Vincent)
Come burning ... are you going to burn with me
Wonıt you come burning ... the word is watching
All the kingıs men riding hard
All their horses foaming
And if they were to catch us weıd be set ablaze
Burn !
Wonıt 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 ... donıt you let me live too long
 Burn !
Could you imagine the pain
Why would my countrymen let me down
Theyıre b earing witness just to save their skin
That this might keep them from burning
Theyıd sell their mothers just to save their skin
That this might keep them alive
The marks Iım bearing are oh so deep
My will ingrained at birth
To flood true darkness with light and reverse
Youıll 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 ... Iım also feeling very bold
I think Iıll do some burning of my own