Lyrics of ' The Impaler ' by Doomed

Wandering Visit:

To a residence invite, two wandering monks.
The same question was put, at First to one, then to Another.
The Impaler asked:"What good say men about Me?
Say the truth and I let you live!"

First monk said a lie in panic:
"That you are a religious Lord."
Second monk said: "I die, I better say the truth:
You are despot, nobody says a good word about you."

Call the First monk - hypocrite!
This is the way you serve your Lord? In shame and sin.
Now you will know, what is really the best for you.
In the name of truth, I put you on the stake.

I´m the bloodiest despot, but I decide justly
I murder brutally those few, who try to trick me.
The First will die in pain high above our heads
The Second will survive, the truth is a redemption from death.

So they took the First monk to a place,
Where The Impaler, had with his guest lunch.
Still he is so high above all the rest.
They favoured the Another and let him go!

I´m the bloodiest despot, but I decide justly
I murder brutally those few, who try to trick me.
The First will die in pain high above our heads
The Second will survive, the truth is a redemption from death.