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I stand upon the scaffold
The belfry chimes its tune of woe
As I'm waiting to deliver
Mercy in the name of God
I'm like the Guardian of Eden
No One might trespass where I stand
Those who have lost their right of passage
I justify with bloody hand
Following the Lord's example
They give their lives, their sins to purge
And as their blood is running freely
Their purified souls will leave this earth
And as I raise the blade
Redeemed thy martyred soul shall be
Bow down to me
O Sole Deo Gloria
Master of the High Arts, the Taker of Lives
He who's wielding the sword
Rightly feared and despised
Wretched souls or high nobility
They finally bow their heads to me
As soon the crimson fountain flows
One more souls ascends to heaven
Now read the words inscribed
Upon the faithful sword I wield
And find your peace
O Sole Deo Gloria
And as I raise the blade
Redeemed thy martyred soul shall be
Bow down to me
O Sole Deo Gloria
Thine lips will kiss the sand
Rejoice as sin's repelled from thee
Eternally
O Sole Deo Gloria
The Sinner's Belfry chimes
The glorious procession
Making way through the crowd
The culprit gazes
One last time towards the careless sky
Sorrowful in his final hour
Now deliver your life upon this altar
Our Saviours arms are opened wide
Do not fear the strike of justice
As steel and mortal flesh unite
In the blink of an eye
A life of sin passes by
I fulfill the will of Heaven
And our Saviour mildly smiles
And as I raise the blade
Redeemed thy martyred soul shall be
Bow down to me
O Sole Deo Gloria
Thine lips will kiss the sand
Rejoice as sin's repelled from thee
Eternally
O Sole Deo Gloria