Under The Linden Tree
Lies, telling us your lies
Won’t make your pain
No less
Talks, voices from the dark
Words we don’t understand
And God
Is our helping hand
To put you back to place
Save
We’re gonna save your soul and put your flesh to rest
And maybe you were just ill
And somebody would have known a cure
But we just wanted
To make sure
You’re not harbouring
The devil in you
Scream, like a bloody whore
We won’t recoil from you
Cry, the more you cry
The more we punish you
And God
Is our helping hand
To put
Your prayers to silence
Death is your only friend
To release your soul
From evil
And maybe you were
Just deranged
And somebody would have known a cure
But we just wanted
To make sure
You’re not harbouring
The devil in you
Suffer
The pain you suffer
It’s all your fault
You know!
The sin, the sin of Eve
That let the devil in
And God
Is our helping hand
Washing blood from ours
A last rite and all is done
Your soul is free
Your life begone
There’s no place
Behind the church
Holiness deconsecrated
So we bury you just outside
Under the linden tree
In profane ground
Exorcizamus te
Omnis immundus spiritus
Omnis satanica potestas
Omnis incursio
Infernalis adversarii
Omnis legio
Omnis congregatio
Et secta diabolica
Ergo draco maledicte
Et omnis legio diabolica
Adiuramus te