[The Chief Magistrate - The Testimony of a Condemned Man]
Oh, my dear beloved Anne I write you in blood From my wounded finger nails In my cell, in gods hell I'm waiting for more torture And a certain death - fur sure
Through these wet walls of stone I can hear their pain-machines And the screams from all the dying Believe me - I am - innocent I swear It's true, but I can't take it any more I confess - just to get relieved
They've crushed my kneecaps, Fingers and my feet Still they drag me down the Stairs, so who's satanical Many hundred thousand goodnights my love Innocent I'll die - I'm a victim of the inquisition
Flee from town before it is too late, you are no longer safe I hope these words, will reach you somehow, goodnight,farewell my love
They've crushed my kneecaps, Fingers and my feet Still they drag me down the Stairs, so who's satanical?
Many hundred thousands goodnights my love Innocent I'll die - I'm a victim of the inquisition
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