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8th April 1139, within the Council LATARIN II

The Pope INNOCENT II, decides the Anathema!

For all Priest living in the Sin

For all the Fornicators religious

The Witch Hunting has began.

The Edicts are enforcing

Power and pleasure can be obtained

Only by Suffering of the Others

I’m just a God’s Servant

My Wife is the Mother of my Child

The Dawn is not a chastity sin

But the Symbol of a Chosen Life

They have both leaved yesterday

To this inquisitive Court

To this parody of Trial

To this known Death

“Confess! Confess! Confess! Confess!” …it will be the last heard Words.

“Confess! Confess!” …the howls succeed to torture the most defamatory!

She will undergo “Estrapade” then the “Iron Maiden” Punishment before,

Before going from life to death in an incantatory Rattle.

The Witch Hunting has began.

The Edicts are enforcing

Power and pleasure can be obtained

Only by Suffering of the Others

The crime admitted, their Body can’t stay entire

Dismembered, quartered, thrown as food to the Crowd,

There nothing less to cry my Despair’!

Nothing else but my Faith, my Destiny, my Way, my Choices