I already don't think I'll be a goat
If you leave our house tomorrow
To go to who they say is
That person who fights against everything
To a death deserted path
She lives alone with her cat
Wearing a black hat on her head
A pack hungry for revenge and blood
Hidden deep in the forest
Is it where she is busy
Lavender herb and rosemary
The search will already be underway
And what to do if one finds her
She will burn in the wind
She is the source of all evil
The mob is filled with hatred
The devil is their companion
Evil figures of hell
Hear the priests with the high staff
Their menacing dog barking
/>"Bring that man to our throne
She will get what she deserves
So she will cry in pain
Her ashes will be ours"