Pretentious mother of the children and the poor The victims you forgot, and your servants too You seem so careless when sinners are to be sent to the gallows with demons and fools
We don't believe What St. John said We refuse you Religions dead
Pretending to enjoy when triumph will be Eating the flesh of dead people free You won't be the mistress of earth and sea Cause the men of the vengeance will fight with us