Текст песни Граф - Песня веселого инквизитора

In a coffin I all heretics
And on a fire seen.
Vidal on the rack, in shackles,
And Coke planted

Chorus: And it would help the happy
But what to do, the service, brother.

And how many are heresy,
Listen - just laugh
Like, not the Earth, and the Sun
In heaven all the more important

Ex .: I am glad to believe,
But what to do, the service, brother.

In principle, because they are
Not bad guys,
But here too
Dissolve languages.

Ex .: pleased to be friends with them,
But what to do, the service, brother.

I evil on anyone
In the whole world does not hold.
There is only one reason,
Why am I here serve.

Ex .: For a hundred times more fun
Being an inquisitor, my brother.