Dreams and Pyres Songtext / Lyric

- In the name of our Lord I'm harmless.
- Confess your sins to our Christ!
- I can't confess to what children dream.
Prejudiced tongues has twisted
Their minds before your eyes.
- Silence, you whore of the dark one,
Save your soul and repent what you've done! Accuse the poor
And get a tap on the head.
- You truly are a blessed child,
She will burn in iron upon the stake.
Accuse the countess
And get a slap into the face.
- You aught to know a noble's rang,
She's too venerable for you poor fool.

- Speed up the pace.
Chanting the praise
Ever higher.
Hysteric ball:
- Sentence them all
To the fire!

One day the boy confessed his lies.
- I know nothing about
The witches ways.
One after one they all came forth.
- Rather informers than burn
At the end of the day.

- There is the wicked tongue,
From indolence it sprung.
God save us from sinister minds!
There is the fiendish flock,
All limbs are chained and locked.
God save us from sinister minds!

There is the serpent's fang,
From where the evil sprang.
God save him from the dark of hell!
There is a boy aflame
Ending his fancied game.
God save him from Satan's demons!