Ceremonial Castings - Stones Upon The Warlock lyrics

A dreadful wizard he be Set to hang upon high Thoughts of hanging noose and tree To threats of these he will not shy Confessions he will not make His soul will not plea Before the magistrates he did stand But the treat was made of stone To lay upon his chest by hand A slow d**h by crushed brawn and bone Confessions he will not make His soul will not plea More and more and more he cried "Lay upon me with your stones" More and more and more he cried "I will never damn my soul" More and more and more he cried "More and more until I die" More and more and more he cried "I soon to heaven will fly" ...fly...