Ancient Rites - Morbid Glory (gilles De Rais 1404-1440) lyrics

As a hero into battle At the side of Joan of Arc Glorious Marshalls of France Gilles de Rais You were the one to insult An important priest Never afraid to face the enemy However when the night longs For Him shadows on the wall Reflect scenes which cannot Bare the light of day Appreciating aesthetic art and Alchemy But the most vile thoughts And desires poison his mind As a true Emperor of Lust Raping and slaughtering little boys, Like a romance of d**h kissing A decapitated Child's head But his end was approaching (So was) Execution but no fear He showed as (once) into battle