I write you in blood
 From my wounded finger nails
 In my cell, in gods hell
 I'm waiting for more torture
 And a certain death - fur sure

 Through these wet walls of stone
 I can hear their pain-machines
 And the screams from all the dying
 Believe me - I am - innocent I swear
 It's true, but I can't take it any more
 I confess - just to get relieved

 They've crushed my kneecaps,
 Fingers and my feet
 Still they drag me down the
 Stairs, so who's satanical
 Many hundred thousand goodnights my love
 Innocent I'll die -
 I'm a victim of the inquisition

 Flee from town before it is too late,
 you are no longer safe
 I hope these words,
 will reach you somehow,
 goodnight,farewell my love

 They've crushed my kneecaps,
 Fingers and my feet
 Still they drag me down the
 Stairs, so who's satanical?

 Many hundred thousands goodnights my love
 Innocent I'll die -
 I'm a victim of the inquisition