Well back from the a**ignment, rich in the gift Suitable for kings, everything is fulfilled: his spirit had success The dearest of friends, his closest of family Between bed and work desk shall find his dead... One night it came, a blackened vision It chilled his spine as he realized his doom Deep in his ball it's now appearing His eyes aflame, it's impossible to change At the age of sixty-two He was finally through Don't you dare to desecrate me Violate me, oh no! If your fate's sealed, do believe me Vengeance shall strike I chose my burial sight It's here on my native home soil In the walls of the Franciscan church I state this public now If you touch my corpse may god have mercy on your soul Please let my soul have rest It's for your own best Don't you dare to desecrate me Violate me, oh no! If your' fate's sealed, do believe me Vengeance shall strike Don't you dare to desecrate me Vengeance shall strike Imperial guards went through the small town When they renovated the walls of the Franciscan church One of the guards drank wine From the skull he had found He never should have done The vision came true as he died where he stood Desecration, in this case he paid with his blood You shouldn't ignore his words You're bound to be cursed Don't you dare to desecrate me Violate me, oh no! If your fate's sealed, do believe me Vengeance shall strike Don't you dare to desecrate me Vengeance shall strike He who opens the grave when it has been found And don't close it right away Will meet evil that no one can prove It had been better for him if he had been A king from Bretagne or marseille