Torches rise, the fires glow
Burn the ones who say no
Iron chains, no place to hide
The church decides who lives or dies
Chains of fire, the wicked pay
No one dares to walk away
Flames will rise, and faith will rule
The church’s hand, a deadly tool

Dark ages
Burn the night
Dark ages
Kill the light

Torches rise, the pyres burn
Faith demands, no room to turn
Heretics scream, pagans fall
Truth is silenced, hear the call
Chains of fire, screams of pain
Churches ruled with cruel disdain
Flames will rise, and faith will rule
The church’s hand, a deadly tool

Dark ages
Burn the night
Dark ages
Kill the light
Dark ages
Burn the night
Dark ages
Kill the light