Crucified sacrifice
Are sinking in the mist
Their weeping's like a brand

And dogs are waiting
By the crosses
For the night to come


Come from the abyss
Do not unfetter us

Do not let the words sound

Just as a pearl

Pick the satiating fruits
And dies of delicious taste
So the mist makes

The t^^&$#* shrub lie fighter
On the crucified head


Wake your lips up
Wake your arms up
Like a lost soul when praying

Give the sceptre
The sceptre of Satan


The subjects
Without dreams
Without power

On their knees
Lament overwhelms the darkness
Priests sweep their eyes

Over burning crosses
Priests angrily look
Are the prayer weeping

The prayer
Prayer in blood
The prayer

Prayer for blood

And the death of them

Turned his voice
To the sky
And the demented riff-raff

Is crying, tears all around
Unchained hands that tear
Throats to pieces

Sa that they won't sound again