Auto-Da-Fé 歌词

A bitter confession plucked from her torn lips Her words announced the end of her suffering and life Auto-da-fé, ritual of public punishment Auto-da-fé, burning at the stake Yellow sackcloth, a procession in front of a court No tears can reconcile with the cross Using the sword to appase the enemies of faith Consumed by the fire in an orgy of screams Desperation, pain and suffering, enveloping her in flames The fire melt her white flesh turning it black Shedding her young body from her bones Her body fat dripping from her corpse over hot coals The wicker woman burned embracing her sins Her yellow hair in flames is cradled by the black smoke Teeth yoke from her burned face, showing an expression of horror Being transtormed in thin powder Thite ashes to ashes, thrown to the wind