I feel all the breath of unholy pyres I fuss and less scourging iron And I shout wicked whips At the dawn, come all these deals
Fly out in the name of God Let arms down - name of Satan We are the council of Vatican You will confess!
Terror, oh, I won't confess Do your worst! I shall not, I shall not bleed I do not yield to any man So do your damnest, do your worst The will of Satan is mine And I will not confess Never! Never!