St. Bartholomew — текст песни (Cryptic Carnage)

A young aristocrat came to
Paris
To marriage Margot the King`s
Sister
(But his Religion wasn`t the religion
of the Valois)

This wedding meant new hope

After too many wars
Which didn`t gave this land any
peace

Thousands came to the
capital
To celebrate this wedding of
peace
Thousands didn`t knew their
destiny
They only came to die

Which is the true
religion?
One nation devided
A wedding should bring peace between
the religions
But the night of St.
Bartholomew
Destroyed every hope
Une mort terrible au nom du mГЄme
dieu