Burn the young boy, burn him good
Wash the crimson stains from the field

Burn the young boy, burn him good
Wash the crimson stains from the field

There'll be a god among us to let the young ones burn
There'll be a god among us to let the young ones burn

Burn the young boy, burn him good

There'll be a god among us to let the young ones burn
There'll be a god among us to let the young ones burn

Burn the young boy, burn him good
So the flame can rise

Burn the young boy, burn him good
So the fire'll burn
So the flame can rise

Burn the young boy, burn him good