Sotanas

The cassocks smell of death lurking like vermin
In the longest night... that of hunger, silence, and rage.
They stop at nothing and nail the cross and sword like a claw
Religious order and homeland, Iberian blood and Christian faith,
Rosary, masses, and priests, intimidating childish chants
They watch over consciences and tie them down, suffocating chests and throats.
This is the church of Spain.
Eradicate the red from this people and make them see through torment
That the demon is in their body and the ditch is the only remedy.

With castor oil, humiliate and shave the mother, the companion, the sister,
The daughter of the condemned by God's justice
It's the deserved treatment... and death brought into the home
Eradicate the red from this people and make them see through torment
That the demon is in their body and the ditch is the only remedy.

Because in their name they kill them... because in their name they kill them
Now the silence roars, burying voices in this cursed time
Land of rabbits, country of burrows
How many bones have the ditches swallowed?
And they dance... and they dance... and the cassocks dance around fascism
Which proclaims them defenders of the race and the holy crusade
Their monument to the fallen of shame bleeds out,
Bleeds out of shame... bleeds out of shame... bleeds out of shame