Lyrics by hiro yamamoto Music by kim thayil Heretic, burn at the stake Witch float like a log Wine from the blade on the night of the full moon Voices that call spirits in waiting Sharing the drink of the bond A broth of roots and charms Spells under a twisted tree Heretic, burn at the cross Witch, float like a log Flask over fire, from cobwebs of cellars Turning metal into gold A secret till the last word's untold Accused and convicted For nothing i suffer your fear Nailed to a burning cross Heretic, heretic