ever-growing While Nature is speaking only the deaf is listening With an open eye, see, Mother dying Reflecting the spectre of a spiritual disaster Even under
As flashing lightning bolts lacerate the skies The storm rises and roars a funeral orison All over the world A merciless devastation is spawned by chaotic
by my side, reveal your patriotic pride, We hold the hammer of justice, Sacrosanct keepers of purity, We need more lives to feed the machine... We have to win, by
six feet under. With despotic politics and diplomacy, they amass riches and resentment of many enemies. Amidst all this depravity, young Lucretia's an
I was born alone in a crypt Where I grew up as an hermit. This decrepit cave is filled With petrified figures. I've devoted my life to infamy Among these
are under an occult sun Mass Medias around the world Teach children plastic values Carefully reminding how far life goes dramatic Should I trust this masquerade like an
Corruption seeps in the city Under military security Dictators in planes and limousines Show their presidential prestige This reunion is a mere facade
sorcery and as you know, At the Church Court, you're guilty even when you're not. In the obscure atmosphere of a dirty dungeon, I was stripped naked and whipped By
Once again, the sun has sunk in the horizon, Breaching the Occident with crimson wounds, Come, o Noctambulesque, creep under my shroud and spread concupiscence