Here is the story of a demon scaring all medieval eye, time of dragon, pretty maids and cavalry Time of reigns, all wrepped in darkness by the cross, ancient symbol of the church and misery Greedy lust of those men to bring the terror deep inside the souls of those who disbelieved
They decided by themselves to create a game of death They found out that lust and power could forever live together
Told the people sex was bad like touch your body with your hands Told the world they were the right ones always standing in the light
Inquisition, burning stakes to the good god Inquisition, screaming victims to your needs
Seek the virgin through the land sure no one could ever stand Lock in jail the poor people saying the devil was in them
Was no matter to them all really think you were possessed They believed the prophecy the church of blood would always reign But you were the demons, you were the pain, you were the reason for thousands died in vain
Inquisition, burning stakes to the good god Inquisition, screaming victims to your needsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
