Song | The Kindred (Salem 1692) |
Artist | Elvira Madigan |
Album | Witches - Salem (1692 Vs. 2001) |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : H. | |
(Narrator:) | |
Evil perished the day | |
Or so they thought when there stood in pale | |
On trial with hands tied to her back | |
All but a child told to be taught of herecy | |
(The Onlooker:) | |
The demons in cloaks arrive and light the pyres high | |
Whilst hiding behind the doctrine built on scriptures of lies | |
The wicked Kindred watch with pride | |
With the icon of their malice at side | |
None here will regret today | |
As virtue ends up lost in flames | |
(The Elders Of The Village:) | |
So You've come here to slay all the witches? | |
On Your mission straight from God | |
To justify Your faith it seems our women at the stakes must die | |
(The Onlooker & The Wise Man:) | |
Tears all mingle with her blood | |
Does fall for the teachings from above | |
With torture meant to drive us all to the shackles of their lies | |
For all are sinners in the eyes of God | |
Until we all belong to the likes of Him | |
(With devine right) To see to it that all nonebelievers die | |
(High Priest To His Loyal Subjects:) | |
Bring them to their knees | |
For to spread the gospels the best tool is fear of God | |
And all the sins we do create to keep them all at bay | |
And have them pay in blood and finally their beliefs | |
(The Inquisitors To The Villagers:) | |
In this year of our Lord, by the grace of our hordes | |
We have come to save You from Your afterlife | |
Though most of You will die, be sure though to abide | |
Salvation lies after a lifetime of submission | |
(The Villagers:) | |
Are we to pay in blood and all our wealth | |
For plain intimidation of this hell? | |
When facing all the wealth we here possess | |
This image of Your God seems so much less | |
(With Hindsight:) | |
But we were given no choice. |
zuo qu : H. | |
Narrator: | |
Evil perished the day | |
Or so they thought when there stood in pale | |
On trial with hands tied to her back | |
All but a child told to be taught of herecy | |
The Onlooker: | |
The demons in cloaks arrive and light the pyres high | |
Whilst hiding behind the doctrine built on scriptures of lies | |
The wicked Kindred watch with pride | |
With the icon of their malice at side | |
None here will regret today | |
As virtue ends up lost in flames | |
The Elders Of The Village: | |
So You' ve come here to slay all the witches? | |
On Your mission straight from God | |
To justify Your faith it seems our women at the stakes must die | |
The Onlooker The Wise Man: | |
Tears all mingle with her blood | |
Does fall for the teachings from above | |
With torture meant to drive us all to the shackles of their lies | |
For all are sinners in the eyes of God | |
Until we all belong to the likes of Him | |
With devine right To see to it that all nonebelievers die | |
High Priest To His Loyal Subjects: | |
Bring them to their knees | |
For to spread the gospels the best tool is fear of God | |
And all the sins we do create to keep them all at bay | |
And have them pay in blood and finally their beliefs | |
The Inquisitors To The Villagers: | |
In this year of our Lord, by the grace of our hordes | |
We have come to save You from Your afterlife | |
Though most of You will die, be sure though to abide | |
Salvation lies after a lifetime of submission | |
The Villagers: | |
Are we to pay in blood and all our wealth | |
For plain intimidation of this hell? | |
When facing all the wealth we here possess | |
This image of Your God seems so much less | |
With Hindsight: | |
But we were given no choice. |
zuò qǔ : H. | |
Narrator: | |
Evil perished the day | |
Or so they thought when there stood in pale | |
On trial with hands tied to her back | |
All but a child told to be taught of herecy | |
The Onlooker: | |
The demons in cloaks arrive and light the pyres high | |
Whilst hiding behind the doctrine built on scriptures of lies | |
The wicked Kindred watch with pride | |
With the icon of their malice at side | |
None here will regret today | |
As virtue ends up lost in flames | |
The Elders Of The Village: | |
So You' ve come here to slay all the witches? | |
On Your mission straight from God | |
To justify Your faith it seems our women at the stakes must die | |
The Onlooker The Wise Man: | |
Tears all mingle with her blood | |
Does fall for the teachings from above | |
With torture meant to drive us all to the shackles of their lies | |
For all are sinners in the eyes of God | |
Until we all belong to the likes of Him | |
With devine right To see to it that all nonebelievers die | |
High Priest To His Loyal Subjects: | |
Bring them to their knees | |
For to spread the gospels the best tool is fear of God | |
And all the sins we do create to keep them all at bay | |
And have them pay in blood and finally their beliefs | |
The Inquisitors To The Villagers: | |
In this year of our Lord, by the grace of our hordes | |
We have come to save You from Your afterlife | |
Though most of You will die, be sure though to abide | |
Salvation lies after a lifetime of submission | |
The Villagers: | |
Are we to pay in blood and all our wealth | |
For plain intimidation of this hell? | |
When facing all the wealth we here possess | |
This image of Your God seems so much less | |
With Hindsight: | |
But we were given no choice. |