| It’s the darkened years | 
| Superstition’s flying high | 
| There is pain, there is fear | 
| In the poverty’s sigh | 
| Preachers on a frightening spree | 
| Of demons and hell’s fire | 
| Warnings of the devil’s decree | 
| In all sinful desires | 
| A boy have just arrived | 
| An orphan he’s become | 
| From adultery and incest and witchery | 
| To the seething alleys | 
| Of quarrels and discord | 
| A storm cloud has finally gathered | 
| Discussions long into the night | 
| About the dark one’s diabolical scheme | 
| Children they listen and they dream | 
| Well-fed nightmares of a similar theme | 
| Imaginations out of control | 
| For each morning they tell more and more | 
| — Summon the new boy for a watch | 
| He have seen the signs of evil before | 
| — There is the devil’s bride | 
| Rode on the goat astride | 
| God save us from Satan’s firm hand! | 
| There is the torture witch | 
| Poked us with glowing sticks | 
| God save us from Satan’s allies! | 
| — In the name of our Lord I’m harmless | 
| — Confess your sins to our Christ! | 
| — I can’t confess to what children dream | 
| Prejudiced tongues has twisted | 
| Their minds before your eyes | 
| — Silence, you whore of the dark one | 
| Save your soul and repent what you’ve done! | 
| Accuse the poor | 
| And get a tap on the head | 
| — You truly are a blessed child | 
| She will burn in iron upon the stake | 
| Accuse the countess | 
| And get a slap into the face | 
| — You aught to know a noble’s rang | 
| She’s too venerable for you poor fool | 
| — Speed up the pace | 
| Chanting the praise | 
| Ever higher | 
| Hysteric ball: | 
| — Sentence them all | 
| To the fire! | 
| One day the boy confessed his lies | 
| — I know nothing about | 
| The witches ways | 
| One after one they all came forth | 
| — Rather informers than burn | 
| At the end of the day | 
| — There is the wicked tongue | 
| From indolence it sprung | 
| God save us from sinister minds! | 
| There is the fiendish flock | 
| All limbs are chained and locked | 
| God save us from sinister minds! | 
| There is the serpent’s fang | 
| From where the evil sprang | 
| God save him from the dark of hell! | 
| There is a boy aflame | 
| Ending his fancied game | 
| God save him from Satan’s demons! |