I feel the cold Embrace of thorns My hands trapped In brambles My face scarred Against the branches Hopeless hurt Exhausted I can't hold on Any longer Steeds of God Are hunting No one else is here To save me Merciless soldiers Bringing death and pain They come for me They call my name Too hard for me To stand this Is going to be the end? I'm slowly ceding I can barely walk I'm falling Do I deserve this fate? Am I the one to blame? Is fire my savior? Do I deserve damnation? I Eleanor Run away From the Sword The Olive Branch Dissolves my hope I lost my Heart Of Stone Take her Surround her now Take her Silence her cries You Filthy daughter of evil Black-marked with sin You'll no longer escape From the Justice You Nasty whore of the devil You will be cleansed With the Cross Or with fire Head back to the citadel The Black friar awaits.