Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Grandier's Funeral Pyre, artist - Elvenking. Album song The Pagan Manifesto, in the genre Фолк-метал
Date of issue: 08.05.2014
Record label: AFM, Soulfood Music Distribution
Song language: English
Grandier's Funeral Pyre |
A blissful maid has pierced my heart |
She’s feasted on my soul |
A banquet made of flesh and bone |
So I was dethroned |
Like kings without shields and swords |
Like bards without their chords |
Now call the Ravens, light the fire |
To rot in hell my curse |
Besieged by the flames — by the church declaimed |
Unholy will — pagan I die, as a pagan I lived |
The sons of Grandier bade command |
Hither to bring all the people from afar |
The rich, the poor and the sick were gathered |
Countless quite! |
As the priest was a hero to their eyes |
The wood smoke rose black over blaze |
And blend was the roar of the fires in the sky |
In heavy mood, misery they moaned |
As the sky was devoured by the funeral pyre |
«Mephistopheles bring wrath |
Upon the ones who insult and stain the name of God |
With vileness and greed |
Upon the ones who torture and their cursed breed» |
Before Decay’s abismal fingers |
Brush against my brow |
And sweep the lines where beauty lingers |
I will pledge my vow |
Of all the villains claimed to live |
In chastity and need |
«A thousand times into the fire» |
The oath I now decree |
Besieged by the flames — by the church declaimed |
Unholy will — pagan I die, as a pagan I lived |
A false diabolical pact was written |
In the name of Grandier and all the spawn of Hell |
«The love of women, the flower of virgins |
The respect of Kings, honors, lust and charming spells» |
«He will join us in our crusade |
And sin by sin he’ll become the Devil’s blade» |
In noble mood, dignity he owned |
As the sky was devoured by the funeral pyre |
His eyes were fiery and yet so hollow |
Sixteen pints of water he was forced to swallow |
But he did not kneel, and vauntingly swore: |
«In thy gaze I see the eyes of Satan» |
The sons of Grandier bade command |
Hither to bring all the people from afar |
The rich, the poor and the sick were gathered |
Countless quite! |
As the priest was a hero to their eyes |
The wood smoke rose black over blaze |
And blend was the roar of the fires in the sky |
In heavy mood, misery they moaned |
As the sky was devoured by the funeral pyre |
Les Démons de Loudun… |
By the funeral pyre… |