Wicca - Benedictum

Father, father

They’ve come to take you away

Accusations fly

And you’re life it ends today

And they called it Wicca

From the ancient rites of old

Oh yeah, they call it Wicca

So I’m told

Wicca

Like a scourge upon us

Is the system of lies

Yay or nay either way

The innocent dies

It was only Wicca

From the ancient rites of old

Yeah, they call it Wicca

So I’m told

And they danced with the moon

Kiss the day

And they run with the wolf

Once again!

And they run with the wolf

From the spoken word come the losses untold

Forced to confess lies to save your own soul

In a system driven by lusting and greed

None are safe among us from the terror they seed

Judgments cast upon you based upon lies

In the name of God — Too many have died!

But it was only Wicca

From the ancient rites of old

Yeah, they call it Wicca

So I’m told

Wicca