[Chorus] The bells toll low in a hollow night, Smoke drifts high through dying light. Ashes fall where the sinners stand, Awaiting fire, awaiting end. [Chorus] Flames will cleanse, the blood will rain, Faith is carved in flesh and chain. The pyres rise, they never fade, Ashes linger where we prayed. [Chorus] Beaked masks roam the darkened land, Judgement marches with torch in hand, Chains resound on the prison walls, Every cry is a prayer that calls. [Chorus] Flames will cleanse, the blood will rain, Faith is carved in flesh and chain. The pyres rise, they never fade, Ashes linger where we prayed. [Bridge (chant / choir)] [text in Latin language] In nomine ignis, in nomine dolor, Lux in tenebris — aeternum ardor. [Chorus] The city weeps under iron skies, Truth is buried and silence lies. Where Inquisition takes its breath, Only ashes conquer death.
