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Tied to a stake, purity through
A from the Church,
to sin,
Alchemist to the
they above your head,
Accused of witchcraft, for metal
It's to burn,
Hell on Earth, a birth
An Age of pain.
into time, gazing on an age,
Of confusion no solutions,
on the Inquisitor for confessions of a witch,
A reign of horror no tomorrow,
Informers twisting to inherit the estate,
vices for a gain,
Bring on the torturer and his of the trade,
The thumbscrew the truth.
spells - unknown chants
with burning eyes,
Demonic brew
feeding lies,
On the stake to burn alive see the reject your kind,
below no repentance, excommunication is your prize.

[Lead:

Run down, laying low, aching muscles, full,
for death!
Broken bones, flesh, you've become a bloody mess,
will it end?
Going slow, pain, wondering "Why me?"
A nightmare!
Frustration, denomination,
time to meet your maker.
UNHOLY! TRAILS...The Churches evil plot, perverted, demented sacred
grounds,
UNHOLY! HOLY TRAILS...Cathedrals rule on fear. the weak give
lives.

[12 Garcia]
Gonzales]

Martyr no cause, submission to your fate,
The magic and the spells, nothing to gain,
The knowledge you obtained, eternal claimed insane!

Garcia]

For sorcery and now you pay in vain,
Your mortal pressing death,
Judgement made, but insane?
Desecration in the den

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