Cultes des Ghoules - The Pa**ion Of A Sorceress lyrics

The church dungeons is full of weeping Of the unfortunates in unquiet sleeping I dream warmly of that April night When I've sworn to the Righteous Might Chained to dirt and delivered to torment Fearless and scornful I await my final moment Though they broke my bones And crushed my hands with stones Mocked my painful moans Yet my spirit rebelliously roams How dare they disturb our Art? Born with Eve's wilful deed But I embrace my end with unshaken heart I shall never perish, the Devil's seed There's a stronger fibe burning within Making harmless the one eating my skin It's the five of my baneful will That shall bring my foes low and ill In my love for Him I've never been in misery Of d**h I made my victory