THE LYNCH MOB. death to the one with no mercy in her eyes / embers will fill the air like fireflies / they’re lighting the torches / oh how violence takes the mind / “they do not know what they have done” / storm the manor, seize the cabaret, drag the poisoned to the pyre / let their bodies fuel the fire! / grab your rope and stone and knife / spare no regard for the waste of human life / they’re joining in numbers / to take to the streets / feathers ruffled in the chaos, the raven smiles / how could a man so righteous be so blind? / oh see it now, what has our society come to? / no trials for the innocent, just murder for show / lady justice is blind to their useless cries for help / bathed in the flames, the martyred will rise / death to the one spitting curses to the sky / with filth like her we will identify / they’re braiding the nooses / tensions alight / “they do not know what they have done” / dislodge your axes, take a hatchet, all together now we’ll find another place to bury them tonight / break down the doors of those who stand to defy you / no questions are asked when holy power is on your side / now cleanse this town of the evil in its heart / the witches will run as they’re called out by name / now all is ashes / they never stood a chance against the raging masses / now we have the black dime cabaret / they will do no harm again / now we have the black dime cabaret / they will do no harm again / oh, won’t you look what you have done / stand on the edge, look down at the city below you / burning bright as wickedness is sent to meet its fate / the one who caused this slips away into the night / as ghosts escape into the sky