Beneath the hills of Occident
Dark as blood running through ages dim
From beginning 'til the end
In caves and grottoes spied
Renounced, revered and scryed
By men with dolch and bell
Roma, Amor; the I'll and well
For good spirits of Europe
Men come with staff and scepter alike
With Tafur hordes, on horses high
Paint the Devil on the wall
Paint it black and paint it tall
But as Montsegur endures
There will be your light
Oh Lucibel
And when we shall burn alive
With sulphur crowns shoot up the sky
Then we shall be your light
Oh Lucibel
Pale is the horse
Upon which sits merciful fate
Crimson the hooves
To trample fools beneath it's gait
Heretics and warlocks
Their vernal equinox
Gods suffered not by Rome
Gods men know not
Gods men forgot
For good spirits of Europe
Men come with cudgel and claymore alike
With Tafur hordes, on horses high
And it's not the life that's given
But the death that's taken
When all that we're worth is vanguished
Damned and undone
The good spirits of Europe
Stand with Abraxas behind the sun
We'll burn in your fire, Lucibel
Burn through the night, Lucibel
Burn as the sun, Lucibel
Deep flows the stream Beneath the hills of Occident Dark as blood running through ages dim From beginning 'til the end In caves and grottoes spied Renounced, revered and scryed By men with dolch and bell Roma, Amor; the I'll and well For good spirits of Europe Men come with staff and scepter alike With Tafur hordes, on horses high Paint the Devil on the wall Paint it black and paint it tall But as Montsegur endures There will be your light Oh Lucibel And when we shall burn alive With sulphur crowns shoot up the sky Then we shall be your light Oh Lucibel Pale is the horse Upon which sits merciful fate Crimson the hooves To trample fools beneath it's gait Heretics and warlocks Their vernal equinox Gods suffered not by Rome Gods men know not Gods men forgot For good spirits of Europe Men come with cudgel and claymore alike With Tafur hordes, on horses high And it's not the life that's given But the death that's taken When all that we're worth is vanguished Damned and undone The good spirits of Europe Stand with Abraxas behind the sun We'll burn in your fire, Lucibel Burn through the night, Lucibel Burn as the sun, Lucibel Explain Request ×
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