Roche (Bad Blood) Songtext
von Glenarvon

In Swabian plains
The cult of Mary′s leper swain
Did bivouac a sabbath train
(A sabbath train)
(A sabbath train)
While others were slain

Then the floods subsided
And the belfry did chime
Still, no key to the feast did he find
Oh, blessèd thrice advice
A conflagration did rise
While the air, much too thick
For his hymns and rhyme
Festered with crime


By summoner spell
In scarlet clearings hushed he knelt
And, with a leap, each pleasure felled
(Each pleasure felled
(Each pleasure felled)
By summoner spell

Then the floods subsided
And the belfry did chime
Still, no key to the feast did he find
Oh, blessèd thrice advice
The conflagration did rise
While the air grew too thick for his rhyme
Then the earth divided
And Beelzebub sighed
While he flair and description decried
And delivered the following lines

"A crown of poppies for your pain
A lowly beast you will remain
Seek out death with every sin.
Foolish boy, your feast is ending
Such horror's impending."


Then the floods subsided
And the belfry did chime
Still, no key to the feast did he find
Oh, blessèd thrice advice
A conflagration did rise
While the air, much too thick
For his hymns and rhyme
Festered with crime