"7. Witch Hunt--Petra"
With a supercharged title and a goofy opening, this was going to be a live one. Bracing for impact in 10...9...8...
Everybody look, there's a new bandwagon in town / Hop onboard and let the wind carry you around / Seems like there's not enough to keep us busy 'til the Lord comes back / Don Quixote's got to have another windmill to attack
We're on another witch hunt / Lookin' for evil wherever we can find it / Off on a tangent, hope the Lord won't mind it / Another witch hunt / Takin' a break from all our gospel labor / On a crusade but we forgot our saber / Witch hunt
There's a new way to spend all our energies / We're up in arms instead of down on our knees / Walkin' over dollars, tryin' to find another dime / Nevermind the souls 'cause we really haven't got the time
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So send out the dogs and tally-ho / Before we sleep tonight, we've got miles to go / No one is safe, no stone is left unturned / And we won't stop until somebody gets burned...
Ah yes, now we were getting to the Great Betrayal, as she had dubbed it. Discord among brethren, the comparison to David and Uriah... The pain in that vision had been so intense that it caused her to totally forget herself and weep like one bereaved. The only other emotion that hadn't been completely drowned out by the pain had been anger. Oh, how it had burned... Given the intensity there, she thought it likely that this one song wouldn't be enough to do it justice.