Fall tears of sorrow
down day by day
Until tomorrow
Darkening thy way

Now, heavy clouds, hide the sun, hide the light
No hope to light a candle
No hope to light mind and heart
Now a heavy cage is trapping our spirits
No more free interpretations
No more free flight for our thoughts


Three hundred and thirteen
Comes the time of worship
Comes the heretic infidel's yoke

The year three hundred and twenty-five comes
Nicea ratifies
The Emperor banishes
A jester tells a story for our memories
Oyez: the emperor proclaims
But is it truth what he declaims?

Ten ninety-five
Urban the second
I'm loyal to my Truth
I'll save the world