Wizzard (FI) - The Grandmaster's Curse lyrics

Through the flames had drowned the voices of the defending knights The rumours of innocence stayed persistently alive The pope and the king still driven by their greed blood-stained Sought to abolish the order by seizing de Molay A small island on the river Seine The Notre Dame glanced at a stand with two stakes The Grandmaster and his companion Were to face a slow d**h at the stake Their villains saw to the best discretion Only few people believed the malicious claims Bound in chains the proud old man climbed up to the stand Followed to a horrid d**h by an old friend With a firm and clear voice he retracted his confession Telling there was a conspiracy behind the accusations Again in the Paris air The stench of roasting Templar flesh The flames were made to burn slowly To enhance the agony of their d**h At his very last moment Turned de Molay to the king and the pope "Within a year you will pay for your crime within a year you will burn in Hell"