To watch his mutilation And his sublime face To wrinkle in pain Tears running down his face
Murder the messiah Prophet of illusions
Our hate is eternal We condemn his dogmas His coming to earth Will be chaotic again
Murder the messiah Prophet of illusions
We are marked and we accept The number of the beast Spread our and your desires During centuries we have waited For his return Your martirium...is ready
Pain, disgrace In his cross again Pain, disgrace and agony