Sacrifice, holy rites, secrecy and alter wine Black candles burning low, to the meetings again they go Picard can't wait to take away another soul Oh it's a shame, Picard was so insane
In the year of 1642, it came to an end In 1642, imprisonment
Sacrifice, holy rites, secrecy and alter wine Black death come this way, Father Picard will soon be going He's ill, so sick, now his meetings are forever over Oh it's a shame, they went along with his game
In the year of 1642, it came to an end In 1642, imprisonment
Sacrifice, holy rites, secrecy and alter wine The nuns can't take the blame One after one they suffer a breakdown Confession, confession, they confess to diabolic possession Oh it's shame, even Madeleine has gone insane
In the year of 1642, Madeline was leaving hell In 1642, she found freedom in her prison cellTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.