Who is that girl? My Holy Joan Now leave this world! Mortality, come back to me My body bleeds my soul is weak Saint Joan I seek in every world Somehow I feel I turn you cold Saint Joan, the Bride of Death
Now take your one last breath When blood begins to rain It means you hang impaled The Gods of Death await Among the Hand of Fate I whisper to the wind The girl is mine to kill
Holy Joan Death and glory Death and glory Death and glory Die for love!
You're bleeding crucified I rape you as you die A lovely child is born From the corpse of Holy Joan There was no rightful way To bring you death and pain She died before the storm For I was doing wrong
Holy Joan Death and glory Death and glory Death and glory Die for love!
