The stakes of the living are burning With the greedy fire of redemption The wind of change - the breath of midnight With black sheets is vailing the day The glowing sky's flowing down Like a river of blood On the dead fields of graves In the glow of redemption Frightened culprits' shadows dance The slaughter of women unfaithful to priests Deadly cry cut by the silence Of the sword of redemption - the arms of God Pious herds of fools Undeserving to watch Beat the ground with their knees For the feet of hypocritical priests For black dealers of absolution Frightened by the vision of the end Moisten papal signet rings Leave sure of salvation Fattened by the vision of bliss