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Over the catholic course of time

Millions are slain for purpose divine

Rituals devour the souls of men

Who cry from their graves and now speak again

Warning of human torches and crusades

For the path to heaven remains unpaved

And the times will again repeat themselves

The wicked will feast on our cries for help

Chorus:

All Dark Ages come in stages

With bloodshed of the people

We are mid evil

Yeah, mid evil

Verse 1:

Dead men’s souls take me away

To the bloody merging of present day

With a past age of righteous slaughter

Young men are holy if cannon fodder

And as they prepare holy sacraments

Chain-mail armour and swords for defense

Neglecting as they fight, loot and win

The measure ye mete shall be measured again

Chorus:

All Dark Ages come in stages

With bloodshed of the people

We are mid evil

Yeah, mid evil

All Dark Ages come in stages

The fighting mind is feeble

And it’s mid evil

Yeah, mid evil

Verse 2:

Ghostly chroniclers have no space

For the fields are filled with unmarked graves

Waiting for Renaissance to come

To abandon the hanging of thumbs

But pious is the holder of the throne

So no one reaps the seeds they’ve sewn

Opposing sects are drawn and quartered

The kingdom of God shares hell’s border

Chorus

All Dark Ages come in stages

With bloodshed of the people

We are mid evil

Yeah, mid evil