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Ancient Rites – Morbid Glory (Gilles De Rais 1404-1440)

As a hero into battle

At the side of Joan of Arc

Glorious Marshalls of France

Gilles de Rais

You were the one to insult

an important priest

Never afraid to face the enemy

However when the night longs

for Him shadows on the wall

reflect scenes which cannot

bare the light of day

Appreciating aesthetic art and Alchemy

But the most vile thoughts

and desires poison his mind

As a true Emperor of Lust

Raping and slaughtering little boys,

like a romance of Death kissing

a decapitated Child’s head

But his end was approaching

(so was) Execution but no fear

He showed as (once) into battle

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