Infernal Killings

As tears of blood are rainig from the sky

Sleeping body of the visitor lies

From the depths rise the eternal singings

Which orchestrate the march of the ceremony

Hosanna

Opening his eyes the amazing spectacle

Of the torturers enchained at the stake

Imploring faces are devoid of this hate

Which condemned the supposed heretics to death

The visitor's looking at this stream of pain

The pleasure in his eyes rises higher than the flames.

Hosanna

His feeling of injustice dies

Pictures of torture seems so far

The pain for fictitious heresy

Revenge comes a day finally

Episode between death and life

The evil consumed bodies lie

The visitor falls again in big sleep

This dead man can now rest in peace.

Hosanna