The Breaking Wheel Lyrics

Captured and lashed to the wheel for my death
As I’m sentenced to breaking one limb at a time
Hammers and poles wielded for my demise
As the wheel starts turning - I begin to die

Randomly weapons collide with my flesh
They will laugh as I scream as they batter my limbs
A heretic, I shall be cleansed by my pain
As I linger for days on the wheel for the end

Executions from the hooded black hordes
That are cleansing the lands of unwanted foul souls
They are hunting the ones that offended the laws
Of all heresy, witchery, blasphemy’s cost

Iron will of hatred- I will pay that price
Splintered limbs and bones break- blood flows in my eyes
On the breaking wheel to- be removed of life
Left out in the cold field- broken and deprived

I lingered...
in anguish...
tied for days...
they batter.

They batter…

Urged to confess for my sins of the past
For a promise of suffering a less horrid death
I admit to their lies for a final demise
And a coup de gras plea for removing my head

I linger...
hung for days...
the liars...
still battered…

Executions from the hooded black hordes
That are cleansing the lands of unwanted dead souls
Urged to confess for my sins of the past
For a promise of suffering a less horrid death

Dying alone on the wheel of my fate
Still my curse is deriding their houses of faith.