Among the thousand years
The scythe is raised
For the children of Israel
Your nature forged in hell
You took my only pride
Under the skies of babylon
I am the mother of the damned
I am the mother of flesh
Some will die for penance
Others will die for existence
I am the misery in the temples
The principle of quintessence
The glory of the unborn
The ancient lunatic
That screams forever
I am immortality
No mercy, no truths
Your God burns
No prayer, no veil
A mother humiliate herself
No orders, no face
A scourged red priest
One hand, one knife
Kill your son now