Holy Trinity - Satariel

The vision pours of purple and red

And there she lay, bleeding in her bed

No regrets or prayers in her head

But she wonders what she now has fed

Godfearing she loved her cross

A soul enwrapped with light

But flesh can be a demanding spirit

Bringing her down on all four

In this holy trinity

Is she damned or is she free

In this holy trinity

Is she damned or free

And God he roars «Oh, you misled»

As she forgot all oaths unto him said

Through the flesh the Devil she wed

Is now her soul refused and dead

She ravishes herself, and forgets all about Heaven

She moans with God above, and Satan below