Something Wicked This [bad word] - 1997

Yesterday is gone forever
 No turning back the clock
 In the end, all is sinful
 No need to bear the pain
 The end, [bad word] soon
 You can't hold out forever
 Repent your sins to me
 Before you pass this world

 In this time I am law
 I know you've been betrayed
 From man's word, I'm given life
 Through loss, I only gain
 For you, I feel no sympathy
 No sorrow, no remorse
 Confess your sins to me
 They'll be taken by force

 [bad word] 
 It doesn't matter what you've done
 In my words you are a sinner
 For every word you say to me
 In every way, you are a sinner

 Question me not
 I am the one that binds this world
 You follow without sight
 I grow stronger every day
 Take the souls I have damned 
 Burn them in my name
 These are the burning times
 The years of pain