Witchkiller

Born on a Sabbath, In the depths of Hell
Baptized by witches, Under Satan’s spell
Witchkiller! Witchkiller!
Burn them at the stake

One night he woke up, He had lost his mind
Declared war to Evil, By killing his own kind
Witchkiller! Witchkiller!
Burn them at the stake

Now he hunts all of the witches
Tortures them, condemns them to death
He became the Great Grim Reaper
Sworn to kill until his last breath

Witchkiller
Slay on

Screams for mercy arе totally pointless
He’s a ruthless son of a bitch
Oncе he finds you, there is no escaping
Death by fire is your punishment witch

Witchkiller
Slay on

He killed all the witches
All of them are dead
No more spells and magic
No voices in his head
Conjured all his demons
In the name of God
But out there in the silence
He hears Satan’s laugh

I am your creator
You were under my spell
I used you just to stop
The witches’ coup in Hell
The witches tried to kill me
They tried to take my throne
But I shall be the King
I’m ruling Hell alone

Witchkiller
Burn them down