Burning In The Wind

Inquisition's got me Accusing me of conspiracy They never see me in church 'We know you don't believe” They're all masters They're all servants They all betray each other They always obey, politely submissive They're all clever intellectuals They would sell their soul For a higher rank in society Their devotion to the wheel If I don't do what they say I'll be burning on the cross Now the cross is standing tall Waiting for witches' repentance Burning in the wind Is religion supposed to kill The ones who just dare to disagree? Does religion kill? I must pay the toll I don't deserve forgiving for my sins Kneel to society! The cross is standing tall They're all clever intellectuals They would sell their soul For a higher rank in society Their devotion to the wheel If I don't do what they say I'll be burning on the cross Burning in the wind