Castle Curses Of The Priests
Voices like a clang The deafening clash of blades The crackling roar of flames The screams of frightened maids
Over the beaten earth A ring of iron hoofs Dying groans upon the field Curses of the priests
Council of the cave The nights of forty days Under a wash of blood To kill the christian ways
Curses of the priests
From hollow tombs of sin Dead men walk again The great bell tolls of fear The witching hour is drawing near
Winter of the years Shall fall before this rage Long to cast the chains away That hold the soul a slave Arise beyond the earth Break the dungeon walls away Life lies in embryo Right until the grave
