Look at the eyes of your God while they cry blood of resignation his defeat written in time in a book left in the obscurity ignored by humanity blessed by the lord of the worms His symbols fall on earth as the wings of his angels the low lands are swallowed by seas of blood while legions of black angels conquer the hills the weakness of the sinners washed with the blood of the innocent This is the day of the maleficarum This is the day of the maleficarum Desperate cries that invoke their forgiveness still conviced in the mercy Of a God defeated by his own sons given birth to on a dying earth now wound in agony destined to be cursed eternally Crying sons in their last season Dawn has come on this dying earth They will not survive from, their sins not bent toward the lord of the evil spirit now wound in agony destined to be cursed eternally This is the day of the maleficarum This is the day of the maleficarum Look at the eyes of your God while they cry blood of resignation his defeat written in time in a book left in the obscurity now witness of his weakness bent toward the lord of the worms