Lyndia Lyrics

There's nothing wrong with the child
She's breaking a fever
And it scared you when she acted wild
Like hell was inside her

It's your superstition that's telling you so
(Lyndia)
Trembling hands bind the witches you chose
(Lyndia will take the blame)

I don't want it, but I don't want to lie to you
Lyndia will take the blame

They gathered sticks from the woods
and started a fire
Not a question of whether they should
condemn the outsider

Your superstition has made up it's mind
Tied to the stake is a clean sacrifice

I don't want it, but I don't want to lie to you
Lyndia will take the blame

What a wicked place
What a wicked place
Lyndia's to blame
What a wicked world
What a wicked world
Lyndia's to blame

I don't want it, but I don't want to lie to you
Lyndia will take the blame