Whose death was terrible Who was dying, disfigured and beaten Who was loudly crying and weeping And due to hangmen became out of the tongue
Some were ruined by ugliness, Others were ruined by beauty, Some were ruined by ugliness But others were...
They were perished in tortures And washing off With blood the sin of murderer Then in the wheel were broken their bones and flash They felt torment With burning pincers Blazing flame Was falling down As overriping fruit