The Blade Of Inquisition by Nomad
Under the big blade of black inquisition
I dragged a witch and a pile of other cares
I dragged a shrew dirty and wild
I mocked blaming her by the end of lash
It lasted as if two centuries
Thy sick ancestors' anguishes,
however carnal like me
Hungry is this child with little eyes
Lean and in without material hands
Wouldn't I take it cover, feed and be with it?
I can't answer myself, the bell is ringing now
In pews the same ones saw it,
it little, crying one - take
Under the naked blade of thousandth inquisition
I dragged a witch - old like leprosy
I dragged her by hair tearing a pavement
Old was a man I will tell you
He was sitting at a wall covered as in frost
He was groaning in front of us begging mercy
He lost his legs fighting for country
His family died because that's the fate
I wanted to feed him when strange chance
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