Curses of the Priests - Castle

Voices like a clang

The deafening clash of blades

The crackling roar of flames

The screams of frightened maids

Over the beaten earth

A ring of iron hoofs

Dying groans upon the field

Curses of the priests

Council of the cave

The nights of forty days

Under a wash of blood

To kill the christian ways

Curses of the priests

From hollow tombs of sin

Dead men walk again

The great bell tolls of fear

The witching hour is drawing near

Winter of the years

Shall fall before this rage

Long to cast the chains away

That hold the soul a slave

Arise beyond the earth

Break the dungeon walls away

Life lies in embryo

Right until the grave