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Witch Hunt Lyrics
The night is black, without a moon The air is thick, and still The
vigilantes gather on The lonely torchlit hill
Features distorted in
the flickering light The faces are twisted and grotesque Silent and stern
in the sweltering night The mob moves like demons possessed Quiet in
conscience, calm in their right Confident their ways are best
The
righteous rise With burning eyes Of hatred and ill-will Madmen fed on
fear and lies To beat and burn and kill
They say there are strangers,
who threaten us In our immigrants and infidels They say there is
strangeness, too dangerous In our theatres and bookstore shelves Those
who know what's best for us Must rise and save us from
ourselves
Quick to judge, quick to anger Slow to
understand
Ignorance, prejudice and fear Walk hand in hand
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