He's running through the woods so black
   A loyal servant of christ
   Dogs are barking down his back
   He's running for his life
  
   He came with words of love and peace
   These heathens had to be saved
   He thought that he could make them see
   Instead he was enslaved
  
   In captivity he spoke of god
   To all he met he preached
   But when his master's patience ran out
   He knew he had to flee
  
   Tears are running down his cheeks
   As he sobbign realizes
   That in this land his god is weak
   And today he's going to die
  
   He stumbles out onto an open field
   Where an old oak tree grows
   In the branches hang men of three
   Dressed in preacher robes
  
   His knees refuse to carry him on
   Terror shines in his eyes
   His faith in christ is almost gone
   His god's left him to die
   Below the dead he says his prayers
   To the god he thought was alive
   When he hears a calm voice say:
   "SHUT HIM UP AND HANG HIM HIGH!"
  
   As his breath leaves his eyes open wide
   A bright light comes from above
   He greets this light with a smile
   And thinks: "There is a God"
  
   The sound of eight hooves reaches his ears
   Comes from the heavenly light
   Two wolves' howls fill his heart with fear
   And he sees two ravens fly
   Down from the sky a warlord rides
   Like fire his one eye glows
   And just before the preacher dies
   He knows his god is false