Simon De Belleme

In token of two snakes in his family heraldry
He rides across his estate on a black horse
Screams from his castle will remain imprisoned
Forever in dark corridors that hurt to behold

Altar for victims shaped as pentagram
You're under his spell so await his commands
Servant of his master Baron De Belleme
Will cross his swords when the time comes

When the time comes everyone will say his name
Simon De Belleme
When the time comes he will open his eyes again
Simon De Belleme

In token of two snakes in his family heraldry
Performing the ritual in a black gown
Cold walls of his castle in a desolated land
Will lead the alive into vanity

Craving for the silver arrow endless is for everyone
Becomes an endless magic obsession
A man in a hood comes into the Sherwood
Hermes's son comes to fullfill the prophecy

When the time comes everyone will say his name
Simon De Belleme
When the time comes he will open his eyes again
Simon De Belleme