In the early dawn theBishops' men. Shivered in the damp. But the shiver came not from the cold. And spread throughout the camp. The trembling horses sensed the fear. Of silent thoughtful men
. Who prayed that wives and families. Might see them once again Thebishops sent a dawn patrol. To investigate the weight. Of forces at the King's command. Ensconced behind the gate The ground mist
. Another life another waste. Sometimes the last thing you wanna know is the truth. . With your bishops priests and mullahs. And all the mumbo jumbo clans. When you're not accepting women. How can you
your bishops and your guilt. So until the next time. Have a good sin. Chorus. Seven deadly sins. Seven ways to win. Seven holy paths to hell. Seven downward slopes. Seven bloodied hopes. Seven are your
wondering for days. How you felt me slip your mind. Leave behind your wanton ways. I want to learn to love in kind. 'Cause you were all I ever longed for Sheltered, you better keep the wolf back from the