ฟังเพลงBlood On The Black Robe

Blood On The Black Robe - Cruachan

Written by：Cruachan

Oh

Chieftains and Elders hear my words

As I tell of my deeds from last night

Druids sit with me warriors too

Whilst I recount my unholy fight

It was late in the day when I walked with my men

We were hunting wild boar and dear

A lone figure approached we readied our swords

I stood poised and readied my spear

As he approached I noticed his staff

And the cross that hung from a chain

Beneath his robe were the marks of the church

There is no Norsemen or Dane

Blessed

Blessed and blessed

Blessed

Blessed be were his words to me

Inside me a fury did grow

He spoke once more of the trinity of lies

And the peace that his church could bestow

Enough

I barked at this waste of flesh

As I forced him down to the ground

I know who you are and why you are here

And holy deceit you propound

You are here to destroy are trinity

And to spread your catholic lies

To R**e our Goddess Eriu

And to darken our Pagan skies

You are sent by our enemy Victricius

In the name of Jesus

The Christ

To spread the falsehood of Constantine

Remained Pagan all of his life

Lord

Blessed be were his words to me

Inside me a fury did grow

He spoke once more of the trinity of lies

And the peace that his church could bestow

Enough

I barked at this waste of flesh

As I forced him down to the ground

I know who you are and why you are here

And this holy deceit you propound

You are here to destroy are trinity

And to spread your catholic lies

To R**e our Goddess Eriu

And to darken our Pagan skies

You are sent by our enemy Victricius

In the name of Jesus

The Christ

To spread the falsehood of Constantine

Remained Pagan all of his life

Speak ye not of the church nor of Rome

Show me not the light that you follow

Poison me not with your biblical tome

Your teachings are empty and hollow

No chariots nor lions have presented here

Nor Inquisitions to torture and maim

Hear my words when I say you will die

My lands shall remain unchanged

I laughed as I pierced his wicked heart

And snuffed out his life so irrelevant

Another holy man dead on a cross

Come you men of the cloth to your end