Send for the General, there's witches to burn
 The day of your judgment draws nigh
 In torment and torture, the bringer of pain
 Disciples of Satan will die 

 And tell me your secrets, bring them to me
 Give your confession – your soul will be free
 No one is safe from the purging of fire
 [bad word] the day that you.. send for the Witchfinder General! 

 Accusing the innocent, prey on the weak
 It's not just their souls that you seek
 Your friends will not help you, they stand back in fear
 Hide when the General is near 

 Trial is by water; no one can win
 Drowned and you're innocent, guilty you swim
 The gallows are waiting, they're lighting the fire
 There's no release from the monster's desire 

 Tell me your secrets, bring them to me
 Give your confession – your soul will be free
 There's no escape from the purging of fire
 [bad word] the day that you.. send for the Witchfinder General! 

 (Confess... Confess... Confess!) 

 Send for the General, there's witches to burn
 The day of their judgment draws nigh
 In torment and torture, the bringer of pain
 Disciples of Satan will die 

 And tell me your secrets, give them to me
 Give your confession – your soul will be free
 No one is safe from the purging of fire
 [bad word] the day that you.. send for the Witchfinder General!