The Script For My Requiem

Hallowed be the fatherland
God he knows
How long I’d been away from here
I did start a search so full of desease
I still hear my cryouts
From the old cellar’s inside
Born in the days of medieval
My inner voice is always asking why
I came from nowhere
Without a task, without a name
No fear of evil fate
So god please lead me through
Forgotten realms
Mysterious dreams
In sunless rooms I’d sworn
I’ll finish what I started once
I’ll find my holy grail
In the holy land
Returning of the miracles
It’s my own requiem
The jester’s tears
They are inside me Agony’s the script for my requiem
Returning of the miracles
It’s my own requiem
Is the script already written
Jester’s tears I cry
Yes I cry
I went out of my mind
In desert lands
Insanity’s pawn
Out of control
Much too long I’ve been isolated
From my thoughts
Enclosed by the leader’s spell
Bewildered to mare
As a glory knight
And I tried
Still I hear the scream of thousands:
«Crucify, crucify!!!
Take it all our gold, our home, our life
But we didn’t kill your Christ
Reach out for your holy grail
Enslave us and make us your god’s sacrifice!!»
Still I’m confused
If I was dreaming
Too late I realized
I’d been another fool
I pay the price