I remember his eyes as he entered the hall My kingdom was lost and he spoke unto all We see here the signs of witchcraft and I know these words to be true The devil besieged you by means of this puppet his tool and he pointed at me Four years has now passed and I've seen no light no hope for the truth or a glimpse of the world I once ruled Of all that I used to cherish of all that I used to do remains but the prayers and my faith in the spirit of truth and he pointed at me Guest of the inquisition I'm a guest of the inquisition Guest of the inquisition They stage the play When it all began I for one can't tell but I first saw those eyes seven years ago I never knew their true intent It strikes me now how blind I must have been One after one we all fell strangely ill and floating lights were seen Awaiting the fall I guess I should have known The secretive ways of the Master Inquisitor A sinister mind conspires a mind numbed by power and greed Now left in this hole I see eyes and they're staring at me Yes, they're staring at me...