Maid Of Lorraine Lyrics
| Song | Maid Of Lorraine |
| Artist | Leaves' Eyes |
| Album | Symphonies Of The Night |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Be not afraid | |
| Glorious angel in the dark owns an armoured heart | |
| No the ligth is turning grey | |
| Our fate becomes an open grave | |
| Souls of heroes dead and gone forgotten in a tale | |
| All these men who swore to fight | |
| They swore to follow in my light | |
| Fallen on the forest bed | |
| Those leaves will cover every trace | |
| Seventy articles of accusation | |
| La Pucelle d'Orléans | |
| Divine devotion | |
| The voice within my head | |
| Will lead us through the darkness | |
| And confort us asleep | |
| Oh let me live | |
| Oh let me live | |
| Voices voices devil's spears | |
| Raised the army of Jeanne D'Arc | |
| You must burn at the stake | |
| You will perish | |
| She will perish | |
| Inqusituin secrecy | |
| Exposed heretc witchery | |
| Hundred years of war and grief | |
| We spill our blood on halcyon fields | |
| Fallen on a golden bed | |
| Fine millet hide my blood spilled face | |
| Voices voices men consent | |
| Burn her burn her at the stake | |
| My dreams of you will lead me through | |
| My dreams of you lead me thtough | |
| May 1431 | |
| Between the walls that imprison me I seek divine guidance | |
| I embody the infinite | |
| And I know it will be day |
| Be not afraid | |
| Glorious angel in the dark owns an armoured heart | |
| No the ligth is turning grey | |
| Our fate becomes an open grave | |
| Souls of heroes dead and gone forgotten in a tale | |
| All these men who swore to fight | |
| They swore to follow in my light | |
| Fallen on the forest bed | |
| Those leaves will cover every trace | |
| Seventy articles of accusation | |
| La Pucelle d' Orle ans | |
| Divine devotion | |
| The voice within my head | |
| Will lead us through the darkness | |
| And confort us asleep | |
| Oh let me live | |
| Oh let me live | |
| Voices voices devil' s spears | |
| Raised the army of Jeanne D' Arc | |
| You must burn at the stake | |
| You will perish | |
| She will perish | |
| Inqusituin secrecy | |
| Exposed heretc witchery | |
| Hundred years of war and grief | |
| We spill our blood on halcyon fields | |
| Fallen on a golden bed | |
| Fine millet hide my blood spilled face | |
| Voices voices men consent | |
| Burn her burn her at the stake | |
| My dreams of you will lead me through | |
| My dreams of you lead me thtough | |
| May 1431 | |
| Between the walls that imprison me I seek divine guidance | |
| I embody the infinite | |
| And I know it will be day |
| Be not afraid | |
| Glorious angel in the dark owns an armoured heart | |
| No the ligth is turning grey | |
| Our fate becomes an open grave | |
| Souls of heroes dead and gone forgotten in a tale | |
| All these men who swore to fight | |
| They swore to follow in my light | |
| Fallen on the forest bed | |
| Those leaves will cover every trace | |
| Seventy articles of accusation | |
| La Pucelle d' Orlé ans | |
| Divine devotion | |
| The voice within my head | |
| Will lead us through the darkness | |
| And confort us asleep | |
| Oh let me live | |
| Oh let me live | |
| Voices voices devil' s spears | |
| Raised the army of Jeanne D' Arc | |
| You must burn at the stake | |
| You will perish | |
| She will perish | |
| Inqusituin secrecy | |
| Exposed heretc witchery | |
| Hundred years of war and grief | |
| We spill our blood on halcyon fields | |
| Fallen on a golden bed | |
| Fine millet hide my blood spilled face | |
| Voices voices men consent | |
| Burn her burn her at the stake | |
| My dreams of you will lead me through | |
| My dreams of you lead me thtough | |
| May 1431 | |
| Between the walls that imprison me I seek divine guidance | |
| I embody the infinite | |
| And I know it will be day |
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