To watch his mutilation And his sublime face To wrinkle in pain Tears running down his face Murder the messiah Prophet of illusions Our hate is eternal We condemn his dogmas His coming to earth Will be chaotic again Murder the messiah Prophet of illusions We are marked and we accept The number of the beast Spread our and your desires During centuries we have waited For his return Your martirium...is ready Pain, disgrace In his cross again Pain, disgrace and agony