Tribulation - Poison Pages

And so it became in the year of our Lord
1327
Seven trumpets would sound with all their grace
In the library the book that seems to be gone
Shrouded mystery and death to whom it belongs

A string of strange fatalities plagues the monastery grounds
One by one, blinded by faith

Blighted power
Within their halls and crypts they still reminisce
And in the light of day the struggle became their way to forget
And to go on into beyond

The sins of two lovers, religious shame
In the shadows they would fall
Indulging in the pleasures of the flesh
They receive the ultimate call
Whomever kills with their righteous intent
May be the one that should repent
Become sublime by holiness
Or do oppress my heart

Poison pages
Blackened fingers and tongue
Spiritual unease
Beware this place
The beast is among us

Blighted power
Within their halls and crypts they still reminisce
And in the light of day the struggle became their way to forget
And to go on into beyond

With the aid of God their secrets are to be hidden
Between the walls of the abbey they'll be held
The countless gruesome deaths of the brethren echoes
The Father, the Son, the Holy Spirit cries

The remedy is in the poison
The remedy is in the poison

Blighted power
Within their halls and crypts they still reminisce
And in the light of day the struggle became their way to forget
And to go on into beyond