Hands of Orlac - Lucinda

Chained to the wall, awaiting trial
My usual life turned into a nightmare
Couldn't see the light of everybody's God
Wouldn't accept the lure of everybody's guide

Left in the shadow I've lost all my illusion
My blood feeds the rats my pus feeds the spiders
The penance and the pain is what they give

Unmistakeable clang of keys tells me they're here
They drag and seize me to the place that I most fear
Fasten bound to the wood that smells of blood
They make me confess such things that I don't know

They keep talking about my spiritual charge
What I feel is just hate and evil lost
Falling pray to despair and suffering
A lightly spirit from below looms up to me

Don't be afraid my child
For you are a priestess of mine
Truoght fire you'll be mine
Never forgive them
Because they know what they are doing