If all your fears I feed Just let it be a part of my supremacy This rootwork deep in me How can I be The hand of your enemy Let the churches burn Let the witches dance Let the baby's blood Stain our hands When the judgement comes They say I'll be God damned (Haha) Well I'll be God damned Midnight, october 31st 'Round the bonfires we danced As the dead join in We shed some innocent blood With the razor blade pressed tightly To their skin Let the churches burn Let the witches dance Let the baby's blood Stain our hands When the judgement comes They say I'll be God damned (Ha ha) Well I'll be God damned