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