Текст песни: Sabbat - For Those Who Died
Our tounges they could not silence,
with their malicious lies,
their unforgotten violence,
remember those who died.
And as my flesh is put to fire,
I hear their voices still,
their unjust accusations,
demanding I am killed.
`We shall show no mercy to heathen
such as thee,
who stand accused and have refused
the Church`s clemency,
your wicked acts are endless,
though the crimes they cannot name,
innocent or guilty proved,
we`ll burn you just the same.`
Burning, into the fire.
Burning, a funeral pyre.
Burning, into the fire.
Burning, a funeral pyre.
This self-righteous inquisition,
is a plague upon our land,
as false as the confessions they force
from shattered hands.
(Repeat 3 & 4)
Abused my broken body is cleansed
by righteous flame,
their God a `God of Mercy` -
yet in whose name I`m slain.
My innocence the victim of their
superstitious fears,
religious persecution for the past
three hundred years,
preaching peace and mercy `neath the
shadow of the knife,
a papal reign of terror -
slaughter in the name of Christ.
(Repeat 2,3 & 4)
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Our tounges they could not silence,
with their malicious lies,
their unforgotten violence,
remember those who died.
And as my flesh is put to fire,
I hear their voices still,
their unjust accusations,
demanding I am killed.
`We shall show no mercy to heathen
such as thee,
who stand accused and have refused
the Church`s clemency,
your wicked acts are endless,
though the crimes they cannot name,
innocent or guilty proved,
we`ll burn you just the same.`
Burning, into the fire.
Burning, a funeral pyre.
Burning, into the fire.
Burning, a funeral pyre.
This self-righteous inquisition,
is a plague upon our land,
as false as the confessions they force
from shattered hands.
(Repeat 3 & 4)
Abused my broken body is cleansed
by righteous flame,
their God a `God of Mercy` -
yet in whose name I`m slain.
My innocence the victim of their
superstitious fears,
religious persecution for the past
three hundred years,
preaching peace and mercy `neath the
shadow of the knife,
a papal reign of terror -
slaughter in the name of Christ.
(Repeat 2,3 & 4)
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