And thus it burns
Slechtvalk
This man, once a warrior of great stature
I cannot leave him behind
So I carefully lay him on the back of my horse
I cannot leave him behind
So I carefully lay him on the back of my horse
And then I notice the royal emblem
With this knowledge I return, to the small wooden church
So he might be given, the proper burial he deserves
Then my senses pick up the stench of burning flesh
I see a yellow glare ahead
Screams that slowly fade away
A nightmare has unfolded itself
This horror can't be a coincidence
And thus it burns, the church where
I sheltered for the hail, the doors seem locked
The saints, whose songs soothed me,
were killed by the blazing fire
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