As he teetered on the verge of defeat Profaning God's altar Bursting in on evening Mass He threatened there to crucify the priest Drunk on fiery wine
When Joan was burnt He knew malevolence At the heart of all A cold and jagged abyss bled of sense The throne he earned Through God's benevolence Started
doom On the saintly iron maiden as she fell from her wound But visions and ambition Never listened to submission And she was on a mission from the highest
from it's terrorizing? Where will you be my darling? Where will you be when the dark is rising? Burning was the sunset like a portent of doom On the
dark is rising? How will you keep from it's terrorizing? Where will you be when the dark is rising? How will you keep from it's terrorizing? Burning was
Hell Shat out of Hell Grown so morbid without war The wine corrupted, nightmares spored His Lord's betrayal, played no more He beat upon the Devil's
purses of the worst and wrong Where the decadent tastes of Hell grew strong Like a curse upon This tragic kingdom Dusk descended like a final curtain On