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