I met the devil in the woods on the outskirts of town
The mayor, the mayor stood right alongside
And the next day
A man died in the dust of our streets
As we just stood by
Hail, hail the executioner
Who's come to tear us from this world!
I met the devil in the inn in the center of town
The keeper fell to his knees and begged for his life from the ground
And if the devil should come again it will surely be to gather our heads;
And we'll comply
Hail, hail the executioner who's come to tear us from this world!
We deserve what we get and I pray for the worst
Empty leaders, sycophantic cowardice
Two-faced preachers;
Spiteful, soulless evangelists
And if they march us up to the chopping block I'd gladly step first
We deserve what we get and I pray for the worst
We deserve what we get and I pray for the worst