"The priest returns to the village, quietly he and Marie begin to change things.
He restores the church to its former glory. To remind him of how the money was
raised he writes a message on the lintel above the door give up hope all who enter
this place and places a statue of Asmodeus in the church entrance. He builds
a tower to house the relic but tells the villagers 'tis the work of folly by some
landowner. Except for the fish hanging above a pool, the tower is empty and it is
there they have a vision."
The years have passed by in the blink of an eye
A devil guards the church door
Above the door I've written some more
there is no hope if you enter here
With my new found power, I've built a tower
To hide the relic away
From prying eyes, hidden from spies
It now has a place to stay
I feel overcome with the work that I've done
My time on this earth draws near
But before I go there is more to know
It comes to me in a vision
The vision is before me like a film on the wall
How John became the master, Christ no longer held in thrall
My sorrow for all that I've done, I'll soon be gone
My sorrow I won't see this through to the end
My sorrow for all that I've done, I'll soon be gone
My sorrow excuse me my friends it's time to tend
My sorrow
When I look back over my life, was it wasted, I'll never know
Praying from a bible written three hundred years
After the Christ had atoned
Now the mantle must pass to someone in my stead
Someone who can spread the word
Without any fear or dread
My sorrow, leaving behind a world so unkind
My Sorrow never to see the world that's to be
Sorrow a slash of a knife brings the end of my life
My Sorrow never to see the world that's to be
Sorrow
A man of sorrow
A man of sorrow
