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Dark clouds cover the sky

in a period of terror and ignorance

A pestilent rain burns my skin

Contaminating my innocence

Raped by the holy cross

On an altar built by our redemption

Covered behind a vow of lie

The least painful path is suicide

Left an amputee, lying on his feces

Castrated by our Savior in this path of disease

Abused by the divinity

A spit in my face

Show us the hierarchy

A hunt for the oppressed

The voice of reason, the voice of God

Witchcraft, necromancy, sorcery.

Any human being who practices magic, will be guilty of committing a crime, and will suffer appropriate punishments.

The witch hunt shall begin.

Raped by the holy cross

On an altar built by our redemption

Covered behind a vow of lie

The least painful path is suicide

A spit in my face

Show us the hierarchy

A hunt for the oppressed

The voice of reason, the voice of God