Unorthodox

Hunt him down and all his advocates
We’ll make him weak, his spirit we will bend
Through breaking wheel, then to cucking stool of bane
Brazen bull then wooden horse, we will show no remorse

You torture me in vain, I won’t change, I won’t dismay
I will endure the pain and unfaithful I’ll remain

Blasphemy, only one thing remains
You serve the cross or die a heretic (never)
Tie him up to the pedestal of shame
Let him burn, let all the world know that he’s been condemned

You torture me in vain, I won’t change, I won’t dismay
I will endure the pain and unfaithful I’ll remain

They put a chain around his neck and sput upon his face
They stripped him naked of his clothes and beat him gravely
And then they led him to the stake, as his disciples cried
Judge not lest ye be judged yourself, don’t take his life in vain