| Oh how my rampant desire | 
| Ripped from the presence of God | 
| Now hunger like a beast | 
| For the knowledge of evil | 
| When Joan was burnt | 
| He knew malevolence | 
| At the heart of all | 
| A cold and jagged abyss bled of sense | 
| The throne he earned | 
| Through God’s benevolence | 
| Started his own fall | 
| Clothing ragged dogma in his own magnificence | 
| Here the stench, the gold events | 
| The bold inventions of the will | 
| Luxuries and splendors past the ken of mortal men | 
| Every wanton bent desire went fulfilled | 
| A Daemon sat upon the top of the world | 
| Like a Herod over Genesis | 
| They sang hosannas as his banners unfurled | 
| Kissing terrors with paralysis | 
| His brash canvas insulted the view | 
| Moving heaven and earth to please the | 
| Tumultitudes, whom his strange retinue drew | 
| To assert the thirteenth Caesar | 
| The thirteenth Caesar | 
| Ichor kicked inside his veins | 
| The thirteenth Caesar | 
| War was licked, for shame | 
| The thirteenth Caesar | 
| Sicker, but just as vain | 
| The thirteenth Caesar | 
| Gilles De Rais | 
| When Joan was burnt | 
| He knew malevolence | 
| At the heart of all | 
| He swore henceforth he would serve evil alone | 
| Here the stench, the gold events | 
| The insurrection of his will | 
| Theatre and feasts past the ken of mortal men | 
| Every wanton bent desire went fulfilled | 
| A Daemon sat upon the top of the world | 
| Like a Herod over Genesis | 
| Devils sang hosannas as his banners unfurled | 
| Striking terror into menaces | 
| The thirteenth Caesar | 
| Ichor kicked inside his veins | 
| The thirteenth Caesar | 
| War was licked, for shame | 
| The thirteenth Caesar | 
| Sicker, but just as vain | 
| The thirteenth Caesar | 
| Gilles De Rais | 
| Suetonius and Ovid | 
| Filled his moonstruck dreams | 
| With the purple of Rome | 
| His Venus of arena-blood was dead | 
| And he was storming home | 
| The thirteenth Caesar | 
| Ichor kicked inside his veins | 
| The thirteenth Caesar | 
| War was licked, for shame | 
| The thirteenth Caesar | 
| Sicker, but just as vain | 
| The thirteenth Caesar | 
| Gilles De Rais | 
| The thirteenth Caesar | 
| Ichor kicked inside his veins | 
| The thirteenth Caesar | 
| War was licked, for shame | 
| The thirteenth Caesar | 
| Sicker, but just as vain | 
| The thirteenth Caesar | 
| Gilles De Rais |