Victim Of The Inquisition — текст песни (Morgana Lefay)

[The Chief Magistrate - The Testimony of a Condemned Man]

Oh, my dear beloved Anne
I write you in blood
From my wounded finger nails
In my cell, in gods hell
I`m waiting for more torture
And a certain death - fur sure

Through these wet walls of stone
I can hear their pain-machines
And the screams from all the dying
Believe me - I am - innocent I swear
It`s true, but I can`t take it any more
I confess - just to get relieved

They`ve crushed my kneecaps,
Fingers and my feet
Still they drag me down the
Stairs, so who`s satanical
Many hundred thousand goodnights my love
Innocent I`ll die -
I`m a victim of the inquisition

Flee from town before it is too late,
you are no longer safe
I hope these words,
will reach you somehow,
goodnight,farewell my love

They`ve crushed my kneecaps,
Fingers and my feet
Still they drag me down the
Stairs, so who`s satanical?

Many hundred thousands goodnights my love
Innocent I`ll die -
I`m a victim of the inquisition