Leaving the battlefield
With tied hands survivors War painted men leading me Into the heart of the temple
No ! I will escape !
No ! I will survive !
Missionary of Christ, I don’t know what fear is
Walking in procession
Along a wall of skulls
I’m in the land of fear
But still in the realm of my God
Incantation
Charming demons
At dawn, I will be sacrificed
It’s now obvious
My religion is a lie
It’s now obvious
There is no God and I’ll die alone
It’s now obvious
That madness rules the world
The chaos is concealed behind an apparent order
No ! I won’t escape !
No ! I won’t survive !
Missionary of Christ, The fear cannot be erased
I’m a ghost now, haunting a land which is already haunted
