The Virgin Of Nuremburg (Brodequin)

The blessed virgin opens her arms to thee on her bosom Thy hardened heart will be melted there Thou wilt confess, heresy, Blaspheming the saintsand gilded glory Step on the altar refusing all guilt giving allegiance not, Open extended arms to embrace, Drawing near knives set to pierce the breast. Gears slowly turning inpaling spikes are set asked once more to confess. Priest bless the soul justifying their murder for god A sacrifice to christianity Doors reopened Body removed Sent to an underground river to wash the remains through, Diabolic engine of torment The jungfar excited horror fills the audience chamber.