Ecstasy has caught my soul away - I see
Peasants of the feudal system die - voices
In the mirror of a sinful soul - they fall
As above they ascend they'll descend - always
Limbs at work, rural tasks, for them life runs too fast
Cold of winter , frozen rain, peasants cry out in pain
Gothic church inside the walls of good - which good?
Covers all the mountains with a long - cold wind
Silent scream another victim dies - cruel times
A king is rising on his throne again - oh no
Dutiful prayer, walk on their way, their end is not far away
Slaves to time, slaves to lords, fearful visions of man without God
No life hails of fear, screams of death and no more tears
Kings fall, fight for rights, whirls of shadow spheres of light, light
don't you cry lonely life
never love lonely pray, life of peasants hasn't raced of fun
don't you cry lonely life
never love lonely pray, life of peasants hasn't raced of fun
No life hails of fear, screams of death and no more tears
Kings fall, fight for rights, whirls of shadow spheres of light, light
Gothic church inside the walls of good - which good?
Covers all the mountains with a long - cold wind
Silent scream another victim dies - cruel times
A king is rising on his throne again - oh no
Orgiastic lords, castles of doom, under the sign of the moon
No more cry, no more pain, peasants will die but life will carry on
