Towards the end of time 
 By the christians you were sentenced and died 
 Burned at the stake to redeem your crime 
  
 As the autumn leaf in the purling rill 
 My people followed their lie 
 But for you sake my queen 
 I'll scournfully watch them die 
  
 My utter denial of their god 
 Makes me divine 
 Their death will be 
 The ultimate revenge of mine