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