Testo di Doom What Thou Wilt

Within the darkness, a hooded man carrying the cross, to his end Watch him walking, across the plain into the circle, he shall remain What he has done, I won't forgive judgment has passed, he cannot live No wooden casket, for this knave just cursed soil, may he be brave ...of what I've done, I am least proud to take his life, and mine, enshroud For such pitance, I carry here this shameful demon, of doubt, and fear His words now haunt me, his final thought he did forgive me, of what I'd brought With this weight, I can't go on my name, be Judas, I am his son