d**h breathes down my neck. The sword will soon decide. Who was right and who
was wrong. Jesus saves, but d**h prevails. The execution protocol. The
inquisitions deatch call. The execution protocol. Is it God's decision after
all? I look at you, you're my saviour. Bow my head as I kneel. You're the one
I fear most. You're the one who wields the sword. The execution protocol. The
inquisitions deatch call. The execution protocol. Is it God's decision after
all? Persecution mania of heretics. I climb the stairs to the scaffold. Blind
my eyes so I can't see. The grin on your disgusting face. You're a tool of
God's inferior race. The inquisitions deatch call. The execution protocol. Is
it God's decision after all?
[lead - Jens]