Who is that girl?
My Holy Joan
Now leave this world!
Mortality, come back to me
My body bleeds my soul is weak
Saint Joan I seek in every world
Somehow I feel I turn you cold
Saint Joan, the Bride of Death

Now take your one last breath
When blood begins to rain
It means you hang impaled
The Gods of Death await
Among the Hand of Fate
I whisper to the wind
The girl is mine to kill

Holy Joan
Death and glory
Death and glory
Death and glory
Die for love!

You're bleeding crucified
I rape you as you die
A lovely child is born
From the corpse of Holy Joan
There was no rightful way
To bring you death and pain
She died before the storm
For I was doing wrong

Holy Joan
Death and glory
Death and glory
Death and glory
Die for love!