Jeanne D'arc

here in my darkness way
i close my eyes and pray
(you are Jeanne, you are the pain, you are the run, you are betrayed)
Then will the voices come
creeping upon their souls
then forse of me
a grip of cage
grip me in night
a grace sacrifice
you moving in the grace
your Jesus is lair
i use this grace alive
I will promes you
take on demon witch
heretic call inside
hybrid my pretty art
i will be sacrifyed
maybe this time
my voices is lie