Agnes believe me

Все женщины, носящие имя Агнесса, сходят с ума (Энциклопедия суеверий, М, 1997, стр.7)

Abandoned we’re riding through Valley of Guilt
Selecting the crimes to commit
Destroying the reason and cleaning off filth
Awaiting the hammer to hit

Believe me, Agnes, you are sentenced to death
Executors standing in line
Entrust me your soul, and the powers you have
Will help both of us to survive

I saw you in prison, you, naked in dirt
Your body was tortured and raped
I calmly observed that, and maybe I thought
How beautiful body was shaped

I saw you in Temple in fear and cold
Your body laid naked in chest
The chalice was poisoned, and candles they sold
Were poisoned – the Priest did his best

I saw you in Heaven – you, naked in Light
Provoking the Angels to sin
I’ve painted your portrait, your shame and your pride
I thought you would help me to win

I took you back home while the guards were asleep
I fed you and made you my slave
Believe me, Agnes, I will always be here
Safekeeping the key from the grave

I’m worse than Executor, better than God
Just keeping the key from the grave
My doubts are immortal, my silence is loud
Earthquaking the world as we lay

Abandoned we’re laying and playing with Him
As dreams getting heavy and cold
Believe me, Agnes, we are sentenced to win
I’m watching the key that I hold