Malevolence goes both ways.
I am the cleric, serving God, The King And Queen

I claim confession - the true belief by any means

Purification heal heretics, burn the demons out

And God's behind me - watch my each and every move

You know - Ill find you, in the shadow of the shattered moon

Come, all you witches - my procedures are approved.



Wont you let me ease your sorrow?

Let me guide you through the night

All my methods clead and thorough

Dont you... fear the light?



I reassesemble broken souls and wasted lives

I raise my head and sse my Father

Through the blood-red skies

And in my dreams - I know he holds my Sanctuary

So, all you witches, bounded to auto-de-fe

Just close your eyes and listen to my holy say:

You disbelievers. Little do you know.



Wont you let me ease your sorrow?

Purify your poisoned veins?

There is yet a new tomorrow...

I will ease your pain



Ease your pain...

The fire is burning wild...

Ease your pain...



The Inquisition has drained the demons!

Like I said it wouls.

Amen.