Maid of Lorraine

Letra de Maid of Lorraine

Be not afraid Glorious angel in the dark Owns an armored heartNo the light is turning grey Our fate becomes an open grave Souls of heroes dead and gone Forgotten in a taleAll these men who swore to fight They swore to follow in my light Fallen on the forest bed Those leaves will cover every traceSeventy articles of accusation La Pucelle d'Orléans Divine devotionVoices voices devil's spears Raised the army of Jeanne D'ArcBe not afraid Glorious angel in the dark Owns an armored heartBe not afraid Glorious angel in the dark Owns an armored heartThe voice within my head Will lead us through the darkness And comfort us asleep Oh, let me liveOh, let her live Voices voices devil's spears Raised the army of Jeanne D'ArcYou must burn at the stake You will perish She will perish Inquisition secrecy Exposed heretic witcheryHundred years of war and grief We spill our blood on halcyon fields Fallen on a golden bed Fine millet hide My blood spilled faceSeventy articles of accusation La Pucelle d'Orléans Divine devotionVoices voices men consent Burn her burn her at the stakeBe not afraid Glorious angel in the dark Owns an armored heartBe not afraid Glorious angel in the dark Owns an armored heartThe voice within my head Will lead us through the darkness And comfort us asleep Oh, let me live Oh, let her liveMy dreams of you Will lead me through My dreams of you Lead me throughThe voice within my head The voice within my head Will lead us through the darkness And comfort us asleep The voice within my headBe not afraid Glorious angel in the dark Owns an armored heart The voice within my headBe not afraid Glorious angel in the dark Owns an armored heartSeventy articles of accusation La Pucelle d'Orléans Divine devotionVoices voices men consent Burn her burn her at the stakeMay 1431 Between the walls that imprison me I seek divine guidance I embody the infinite And I know it will be day