Black Castle - Solitude Aeturnus

Torch lit halls

Deceit that burns

The dragon’s lair

The blackened air

The face is now upturned

Deceiving mask

Your silent sword

The tithe of sin

The lion’s den

Blasphemy unto your lord

The Black Castle of Rome

Midnight’s shallow home

Monument of lies

Blinding faithful eyes

Cathedral bells your faithful tears

The divine right

The fearless might

Play upon men’s fears

Burning the wise in fires of gold

The dogs of doom

The empty tomb

Millions of faltering souls

Our destiny turned

Never to learn

The saving grace

The endless faith

Has condemned us all to burn