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Musical Interlude: Inkubus Sukkubus “Burning Times”


Ever begin to feel like our culture is slipping back into those days when those who dare to question Christianity are to be executed? There are days when the rhetoric is like that. There are days when it feels like that. There are days when this is what we all fear.

Forget not the days of old,
And recall the stories told,
Of the burnings and the screams,
Do they ever haunt your dreams?

There was a time when freedom died.
‘Twas an age of genocide.
The Inquisition at the door,
The Church of Rome in holy war.

They broke children on the wheel,
In the madness of their zeal.
In the shadow of their wake,
The innocent burning at the stake.

Children resist a return to the Burning Times.
People be wise to the power of their lies.
Be not fooled as those who were fooled before.
Children, oh children, be free, be wild.

They came to bring the good news,
To burn witches, pagans, Jews.
They said they were the shepherd’s sheep,
They whipped old women through the streets.

Then the turning of the tide, from the truth they could not hide,
Now the darkest age is past, Goddess has returned at last!

Children resist a return to the Burning Times.
People be wise to the power of their lies.
Be not fooled as those who were fooled before.
Children, oh children, be free, be wild.

Children, oh children, be free, be wild.
Children resist a return to the Burning Times.
People be wise to the power of their lies.
Be not fooled as those who were fooled before.
Children, oh children, be free, be wild.

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