Текст песни Der Ausgang - Инквизитор

Steel hand in a gray glove,
Sword and dagger, wisdom and strength.
Sign of authority on a signet ring,
The grave looks sternly.
He is the inquisitor, the witch slayer
The horror of the unbelievers, death in the flesh.
In the face of a single judge, performer,
Knowing the true faith of the path.

Good and evil are imaginary edges,
Life or death - there is no difference.
At any cost in a dark mound
The trail of chaos will be locked.

Not justice and not laws
He brings with fire and sword.
Doesn't fight for the crown
Gold does not shine for him.
There is simply no other road
For the one who has seen the truth, light.
On the fire with a firm hand
Witches are guided by his heart's covenant.

Good and evil are imaginary edges,
Life or death - there is no difference.
At any cost in a dark mound
The trail of chaos will be locked.

Just step back, he'll be in the shadows
You signed your own verdict.
Do not desecrate with false oaths
Death is the last reproach in the back.
The spirit will go to the demons of hell
In eternal misery, silently screaming
From the host of infection spreading flies
He will cleanse the world, whispering a prayer.

Good and evil are imaginary edges,
Life or death - there is no difference.
At any cost in a dark mound
The trail of chaos will be locked.

But he cannot escape oblivion either.
People, sacrificing their souls,
Purge the heresy of touch
He is called, but he himself stands on the edge.
There is a price for every good
One day you will have to pay hard.
When even wine is relative
Going into darkness cannot be turned away ...