For Those Who Died lyrics
Our tounges they could not silence, with their malicious lies, their
unforgotten violence, remember those who died. And as my flesh is put to
fire, I hear their voices still, their unjust accusations, demanding I
am killed. 'We shall show no mercy to heathen such as thee, who stand
accused and have refused the Church's clemency, your wicked acts are
endless, though the crimes they cannot name, innocent or guilty
proved, we'll burn you just the same.' Burning, into the
fire. Burning, a funeral pyre. Burning, into the fire. Burning, a
funeral pyre. This self-righteous inquisition, is a plague upon our
land, as false as the confessions they force from shattered
hands. (Repeat 3 & 4) Abused my broken body is cleansed by righteous
flame, their God a 'God of Mercy' - yet in whose name I'm slain. My
innocence the victim of their superstitious fears, religious persecution
for the past three hundred years, preaching peace and mercy 'neath
the shadow of the knife, a papal reign of terror - slaughter in the
name of Christ. (Repeat 2,3 & 4)
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