Beyond the last house in the village, lives an old woman who heals children she helps whom God Turned his back on People realized that Jesus is a deaft whore a holy lady with wrinkled skin, white hair and black eyes, an infant soul she demands, to save thirteen of this town A blind black goat with a crown made of gold Is laying waitting On her bed She lubricates her lips with the devil's seed Sucking its hairy Black goat's dick Lucifer, populus tuus te rogant, manifesta te nobis Lucifer, torch of knowledge Archangel of light and flames we'll make a parade through our streets in your name now we spit on the bastard god that our parents once imposed on us we will lynch to the priest And his temple will fall