Metalium

Maid of Orleans and Pucelle where the names
Six hundred years ago
Godly voices directed your aim
The seventh awaits
Caught at night,
Been so fright,
Never surrendered
Taken down
Sold to the crown
Accused to be a witch
To be burned
Oh, how they sigh
I'm getting burned
(watching people)
Heat, fire, death
Heat takes my life
(watching people)
The witch must die
Twenty six years after this painful death
Judgement admitted their fault
Holy since last century, the tale will remain
Jeanne D' Ark taught us all