Tarred And Feathered

Source and seed of misanthropy



Is the age of inquisition



Where kings and queens got the power



To lay down immoral religions



Pursuit of innocent flesh



Shredding of their blood



Plundering and robbing



A thousand natural lusts



Hypnotised by the smell of death



Stiff walking to the stake



Amusement, tar and feathers



You are gonna loose your faith



Delivered from the hell's great fear



Spirits lost in gloom



Seek them in their dread abode



Tarred and feathered



Beautiful red-haired ladies



They got put in the pillory



Skinned alive or stoned to death



Broken on the wheel



Sanguinary with arms across



The king watched the scenery



Exorcised and quartered



In the shambles of sin



Hypnotised by the smell of death



Stiff walking to the stake



Amusement, tar and feathers



You are gonna loose your faith



Delivered from the hell's great fear



Spirits lost in gloom



Seek them in their dread abode



Tarred and feathered



Hypnotised by the smell of death



Stiff walking to the stake



Amusement, tar and feathers



You are gonna loose your faith



Delivered from the hell's great fear



Spirits lost in gloom



Seek them in their dread abode



Tarred and feathered



Tarred and feathered



Tarred and feathered