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You can see them gather in the monastery

with their hooded cloaks and torch lights

Walking in a silent procession

for the purpose of serving the holy relics

The Moon is so crimson and full tonight

Stained from the blood that's being shed,

The memories of those who have died

and that soon will perish away, for their sins

The hammer of judgement shall fall tonight

Your death is so certain, so clear

No preparation is possible for this destiny

to be brought before God's justice

As the stars sparkles above the pinnacles,

They bring you to the court of priests

You try so hard to plead for innocence

Only to find dead ears amongst them

The hammer of judgement shall fall tonight

Your death is so certain, so clear

No preparation is possible for this destiny

to be brought before God's justice

Guilty before God your are found

Agonizing death in the catacombs await

Torture as administered in the book

No sinner may escape the cross of truth