On My Black Horse I Ride

Towards The End Of Time

By The Christians You Were Sentenced And Died

Burned At The Stake To Redeem Your Crime



As The Autumn Leaf In The Purling Rill

My People Followed Their Lie

But For You Sake My Queen

I'll Scournfully Watch Them Die



My Utter Denial Of Their God

Makes Me Divine

Their Death Will Be

The Ultimate Revenge Of Mine