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Confined in a dreadful prison

Have you ever felt the chains of faith and reason?

They cheat with their chants of liberty

While they drown us all in misery

A declaration of principles against herd morality

Traces of Christian blood upon the snow

Traces of Christian blood in the forest

A tyrant hunting for blood

Broken crosses upon the unholy soil

No more lies, no more God

Black Forest, howling wolves

Ceremonies of perverse lust

The evil from whose seed nothing will grow

No light will shine again

Screams of sorrow

the stench of blood will follow

As I wonder why my spirit

is becoming more and more hollow…