Burning the Heretic

Welcome to the stake The heretic awaits His death by the fire Set for our righteous ends Look upon me as I strike the lies that you all spread Now I know the truth in the Book of the Dead Burning skin, my body now reduced to the ash Flaming death taking iron grip on my mind Look upon me as I strike the lies that you all spread In the morning you shall see my master's troops of dread I will die upon this stake, consumed by the flame Hear my words, and through my death, you all will know my name