Inquisition - Mortuary Drape

Here is the story of a demon scaring all medieval eye, time of dragon,

pretty maids and cavalry

Time of reigns, all wrepped in darkness by the cross, ancient symbol of the

church and misery

Greedy lust of those men to bring the terror deep inside the souls of those who

disbelieved

They decided by themselves to create a game of death

They found out that lust and power could forever live together

Told the people sex was bad like touch your body with your hands

Told the world they were the right ones always standing in the light

Inquisition, burning stakes to the good god

Inquisition, screaming victims to your needs

Seek the virgin through the land sure no one could ever stand

Lock in jail the poor people saying the devil was in them

Was no matter to them all really think you were possessed

They believed the prophecy the church of blood would always reign

But you were the demons, you were the pain, you were the reason for thousands

died in vain

Inquisition, burning stakes to the good god

Inquisition, screaming victims to your needs