Текст песни Гот В Сапогах - Инквизитор

The old cell is enmeshed in sleep
Just a candle flame
Light tears fall to the floor
And trembles under the breath.

In a black cassock you stand by the window
Can't sleep
The moon is pouring silver over the cathedral,
You remember your path.

Through the fire of purification
Through the bloody fog
You have granted resurrection
People who have gone into deception.
Inquisitor!

II
Witches burned in sacred fires
You stood smiling
To see in crazy eyes
That inevitable distance.

Horror on faces on fire
Your heart has not burned
Like a blade, it was tempered
In drops of wounded tears.

Through the fire of purification
Through the bloody fog
You have granted resurrection
People who have gone into deception.
Inquisitor!

III
But you saw yesterday on the wall
Light black shadow
I realized that death came to you
Only the day scared her away.

Tomorrow she will come for you
Gentle like sadness
And it will take your soul forever
Into that inevitable distance.

5.07.2002