Maid of Lorraine - Leaves' Eyes/Leaves\' Eyes

Be not afraid

Glorious angel in the dark

Owns an armoured heart

No the ligth is turning grey

Our fate becomes an open grave

Souls of heroes dead

And gone forgotten in a tale

All these men who swore to fight

They swore to follow in my light

Fallen on the forest bed

Those leaves will cover every trace

Seventy articles of accusation

La Pucelle d'Orléans

Divine devotion

Voices voices devil's spears

Raised the army of Jeanne D'Arc

Be not afraid

Glorious angel in the dark

Owns an armoured heart

Be not afraid

Glorious angel in the dark

Owns an armoured heart

The voice within my head

Will lead us through the darkness

And confort us asleep

Oh let me live

Oh let oh let

You must burn at the stake

You will perish

She will perish

Inqusituin secrecy

Exposed heretc witchery

Hundred years of war and grief

We spill our blood on halcyon fields

Fallen on a golden bed

Fine millet hide my blood spilled face

Seventy articles of accusation

La Pucelle d'Orléans

Divine devotion

Voices voices devil's spears

Raised the army of Jeanne D'Arc

Be not afraid

Glorious angel in the dark

Owns an armoured heart

Be not afraid

Glorious angel in the dark

Owns an armoured heart

The voice within my head

Will lead us through the darkness

And confort us asleep

Oh let me live

Oh let Oh let

My dreams of you

Will lead me through

My dreams of you

Lead me thtough

The voice within my head

The voice within my head

Will lead us through the darkness

And confort us asleep

The voice within my head

Be not afraid

Glorious angel in the dark

Owns an armoured heart

Be not afraid

Glorious angel in the dark

Owns an armoured heart

Seventy articles of accusation

La Pucelle d'Orléans

Divine devotion

Voices voices devil's spears

Raised the army of Jeanne D'Arc