Guest of the Inquisition - Tad Morose

I remember his eyes as he entered the hall My kingdom was lost and he spoke

Unto all We see here the signs of witchcraft and I know these words to be True The devil besieged you by means of this puppet his tool and he pointed

At me Four years has now passed and I’ve seen no light no hope for the truth or a Glimpse of the world I once ruled Of all that I used to cherish of all that

I used to do remains but the prayers and my faith in the spirit of truth

And he pointed at me Guest of the inquisition I’m a guest of the inquisition Guest of the

Inquisition They stage the play

When it all began I for one can’t tell but I first saw those eyes seven

Years ago I never knew their true intent It strikes me now how blind I must

Have been One after one we all fell strangely I’ll and floating lights were

Seen

Awaiting the fall I guess I should have known The secretive ways of the

Master Inquisitor A sinister mind conspires a mind numbed by power and

Greed Now left in this hole I see eyes and they’re staring at me Yes,

They’re staring at me…