Well back from the assignment, rich in the gift
 Suitable for kings, everything is fulfilled: his spirit had success
 The dearest of friends, his closest of family
 Between bed and work desk shall find his dead...

 One night it came, a blackened vision
 It chilled his spine as he realized his doom
 Deep in his ball it's now appearing
 His eyes aflame, it's impossible to change
 At the age of sixty-two
 He was finally through

 Don't you dare to desecrate me
 Violate me, oh no!
 If your' fate's sealed, do believe me
 Vengeance shall strike

 I chose my burial sight
 It's here on my native home soil
 In the walls of the Franciscan church
 I state this public now
 If you touch my corpse may god have mercy on your soul
 Please let my soul have rest
 It's for your own best

 Don't you dare to desecrate me
 Violate me, oh no!
 If your' fate's sealed, do believe me
 Vengeance shall strike

 Imperial guards went through the small town
 When they renovated the walls of the Franciscan church
 One of the guards drank wine
 From the skull he had found
 He never should have done
 The vision came true as he died where he stood
 Desecration, in this case he paid with his blood
 You shouldn't ignore his words
 You're bound to be cursed

 Don't you dare to desecrate me
 Violate me, oh no!
 If your' fate's sealed, do believe me
 Vengeance shall strike

 He who opens the grave when it has been found
 And don't close it right away
 Will meet evil that no one can prove
 It had been better for him if he had been
 A king from Bretagne or marseille