Inquisition - Xyster
Hunter and hunted gasping for breath
The inquisitors closing in
Crimes against church and crimes against crown
Are your deadly sins
Surrounded by many protected by few
You throw your weapons to the ground
You feel like a fox at the end of a hunt
Wishing that you were the hound
Pathetic and wounded on your knees what can you say
To the evil inquisitors of Auto de la Fe
Bound and gagged roughly treated taken to your cell
Where body and mind are tortured in your private hell
Waiting for your day of death wishing it to arrive
Who said there'd be Purgatory while you're still alive
Pathetic and wounded on your knees what can you say
To the evil inquisitors of Auto de la Fe
A thousand cuts shred your skin writhing on the ground
A tourniquet crushes your neck eyes blood-swollen round
Your brain explodes death is here not a moment soon
Travel to your heretic master Hell's piper calls your tune
Pathetic and wounded on your knees what can you say
To the evil inquisitors of Auto de la Fe
Inquisition - MorgensternWritten by：Sylvester GoldfarbVom leben weiß ich ganz gewissNicht alles aber einigesDoch was ist das im vergleichZu dem was ich so alles w...