Echoes from Fulda Lyrics

Black smoke waves down the gathering place
In the front of the courthouse,
In the German town of Fulda this autumn day
One last time,
The executioner looks at the woman he has chained
His torch roams the bundles of firewood, beneath her feet
The audience pulls away.
From the heating fire, while the stench of burned flesh dominates
The woman's scream dies out
The pregnant woman has finally found her peace
Merga Bien was her name

Forced to confess that her child was spawned
By the Devil himself!
Worldwide lights the fire
While the cries of the tortured rise to the sky
In the echoes of the silent screams,
A mission began;
Relentless torture of wise women
Led by a beast, the regent of pigs
Balthasar von Dernbach was his name
Satisfied and smiling by his deed,
He watched the corpses melt away

One by one!
A cruel, fat, prickly-eyed snake,
Filled with anger and rage
Calling cards of his identity;
A narrow-minded jackal
With pretentious and arrogant posture accusing the women
The German schwein said;
"They swallow the seed from the great horned beast,
Great horned beast"

Dead and rotten, the flesh is gone
But in the echoes of the silent screams,
Your spirit I forever will torment
In the name of those who never got a voice