Honey and sulfur
 [bad word] Custodem Ovium Lupum

 All Saints Day, the taint of rain
 Blood and mud thunder all the same
 To those who close their ranks to Gille's men

 Bricqueville, Prelati and De Sille
 Creatures of the dark creeping up and down the countryside
 Little angels out to pasture once again

 Torture [bad word] of thumb apply
 To sacred flesh and the naked eye
 Goldothic this erotica
 Stinking of honey and worse, sulfur

 So black was the magic in this tragical kingdom
 The superstitious grew
 Wise to the wolves that surprised their children
 Gagged in sacks and dragged back to

 Tiffauges,
 It's roads now home to a beautiful stranger
 Lifting her veil
 Spinning her lies
 Tender eyes, never - ending danger

 It grows
 rose that chose death for it's bed muck
 Prickles in wait
 Thanking her spies
 Trickling thighs her only hiccup

 And though she walks the forest trails
 She'sfar from innocent or frail
 Sha leads them down the path where darkness dwells

 That night is rife with celebration
 The tower sings
 Where so much foul illumination
 Strikes a lighthouse for the things
 That slither and slather at the border of the pentagram
 Mid sour dreams
 beauty pageant for the gathering damned
 Of slaughtered lambs and tortured scream

 Torture [bad word] of thumb apply
 To sacred flesh and the naked eye
 Golgothic this erotica
 Stinking of honey and worse, sulphur

 So black was the magic in this tragical kingdom
 In this castle of loup-garou
 When [bad word] veins, inflamed, deranged on
 parcel of victims now tied to

 Tiffauges,
 Engorged on the hordes of the anorexic
 [bad word] forced
 Naked and blind
 holocaust mind designed their exit

 libertine so grim
 Sometimes tore then limb from limb
 Slitting their throats
 [bad word] on graves
 Jesus saves but the devil made him

 [bad word] Custodem Ovium Lupum