Here they come with their pitch forks
Here they come with their clubs
'We're gonna smash up the past
'Cause it feels good'
Here they come like progression
Here they come like disgust
'We're gonna take something pure
And reduce it to dust'
'Bring out the nonbelievers
The time has come
Sacrifice the scapegoat
We need to blame someone'
Here they come scratching records
Here they come burning books
'We're gonna tear up the truth
'Cause it feels good'
Here they come like salvation
Here they come like disgust
We are the merchants of death
Dealing war like a drug
Burn that witch
That witch has to burn