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THY MAJESTIE lyrics : "The Trial"

Featuring: Soichirutk

The day of the trial has come

Months spent as a prisoner see the end
Any reason they''ll find is a fake charge
Any questions they''ll ask you

Is a factious way to send you
Upon the stake to burn you as a witch


Many silver coins have bought the Anglo revenge
The English flow to Rouen to see who is the Maid
They think it will be easy to deceive the shepherd girl

To depict her as witch and to condemn her to burn

The Maiden stood awaiting for her destiny was done

She answered refusing their questions with pride

Witch or demon dressed in male clothing

The accused the banner she carried
Spread magic and dark
French Maiden Warrior now your soul lives eternally


She was burning at the stake, the pain she felt
It would deeply marked their own sad destiny

The fire burning to the sky has freed her soul
Like a white dove, she was taken away from there


Haunting words in her head: ?¡You''re an heretic...!? they said
Praying in the prison, she waited for the end


The body was enchained but her spirit strong and free
Ready to forgive the great perfidy of men


French Maiden Warrior now your soul lives eternally

She was burning at the stake, the pain she felt

It would deeply marked their own sad destiny
The fire burning to the sky has freed her soul
Like a white dove, she was taken away


Fighting the force of pain
The last battle through the flames

She has found he holy gates to eternity

In the future she will stay the symbol of France

In the centuries to come she''ll become a saint

French Maiden Warrior now your soul

Flies on the wings of eternity
France''s freedom finally she gave to their people


She was burning at the stake, the pain she felt
It would deeply marked their own sad destiny
The fire burning to the sky has freed her soul

Like a white dove, she was taken away from there

Fighting the force of pain...

The last battle through the flames
She has found he holy gates to eternity


In the future she will stay the symbol of France
In the centuries to come will shine again


She was burnt upon the stake but she became a saint
In the centuries to come

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