The Inquisitor

The church has undergone a change

The air is electric,The feeling strange

His name is death & all that's mystery

Can you feel him in your mind

The men who do,they must be blind

You'll never force me down to my knees

Protectors of the realm

Invaders of the blinded

The battle fought but who has won

The thinking sought,the fighting done

The pain of many men scream hard

And as the last breath,Air so clean

They can't believe what they have seen

The final battle is all but done

Protectors of the realm

Invaders of the blinded

Protector invader