Hands of the Light, tools of the Dark Cleaners of souls They'll torture me and punish thee (For we are) Bearers of heresy? Have I too much? A richness to touch... For the church, overmuch? They'll torture me and punish thee, Share a terrible destiny! Learn from vivid fires Beneath your bare existence A ploy to command Higher than priests and kings Manipulate all decisions Behind a feign spirituality Act of faith is what I stand To regain my stolen freedom Followers of a wickedness Darker than utmost sinner souls Stunned by the immense power A legacy of elder times Accept, as undeniable, The revered lore... Screams of irony Echos through the halls of time For the schemes of humankind Are impossible to control Piles of wood are erected up the hill Citizens gather to see... Amusement of inquisitions times... Morbid process of burning flesh Deliverers of salvation Architects of purgatories Purifiers guided by light Avatars to case human pain What great spiritual power What great benefit indeed... Nothing better for such temptation Than innocent human bait...