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