Devils 歌词

Sweet man of Grace, I tremble form your power Great man of mystery, come lie with me this hour Oh Dark Confessor Who has know such wickedness Unlock this tortured soul and grant my spririt rest Though you would claim That God inspires your Holy Plan There is a darker force That guides your charming hand Grandier, Grandier Free me from this blind madness I want you, I love you, oh dear God forgive me Grandier, what is this lunacy you spread? A thousand screaming hearts shall see you dead So many maids within your bed have lain So many bastards would dare to mar your name There is just one love you need have on this Earth Though you would notice not a Sister of the Church My head is reeling from the devils you have sent You are the Beast to whom I shall repent