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Behold, a world made one, a flame illuminates the sky.

Gathered around the symbol of the trident, Death defied.

With gifts of blood and tears. Splendor in submission

With bones our temple is built. The bones of the slaughtered.

The secret of our race's strength lies in the blood, the sin of our father.

A victor's crown glows red, underneath the shadow of the trident.

Take your son, your only son, whom you love

And go to the land of Moriyah

With gifts of blood and tears. Splendor in submission

With bones our temple is built. The bones of the slaughtered son.

The son spoke: « My father, I see the fire and the wood, but where is the lamb for the burnt offering?»

Here is my covenant with you

I have made you the father of many nations.

Take your son, your only son, whom you love

And go to the land of Moriyah

Kill the lamb, raise a holy fire

Kill the lamb, Offer your Lord this holocaust

With gifts of blood and tears. With bones our temple is built.