Mortuary Drape Inquisition
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 needs
