FALS3 - Persian Flail Lyrics

Bite your tongue
'Till you've drawn your own blood
Try to hold true
In the end we will
Get what we want out of
You!
Trapped in an empire
On which the sun never sets
Claim conversos to stay safe
But prayers in private will betray
A neighbor spies and rumors spread
Testimonials condemn
A trial held by the deaf
Verdict given before it began
Heresy of the highest order
Confess your sins or submit to torture
When the Persian flail meets skin
In the name of religious doctrine
When the Persian flail meets skin
You're at the mercy of the inquisition
Faced with an ultimatum
Flee Spain or smother your faith
However hard you try
Can't smother flames at the stake
You've been summoned
Won't make it through the night
Heresy of the highest order
Confess your sins or submit to
Torture
When the Persian flail meets skin
In the name of religious doctrine
When the Persian flail meets skin
You're at the mercy of the inquisition
When the Persian flail meets skin
In the name of religious doctrine
When the Persian flail meets skin
You're at the mercy of the inquisition
Though Persian flails may break your skin
You've committed no sin