Malleus Maleficarum
Ordo Funebris
Hammer of Witches
The holocaust arrives, emerging from the shadows
Grab the crucifixes, start to pray...
The Saints approach, with their long habits
they are the divine messengers of Satan...
Funeral pyres surround the fields
the die is cast, they come to kill us
Witches and Sorcerers, restrain your chants
cruel death in the form of kindness...
Oh‼ My pain...
victim... of your divine smile...
Oh‼ I burn...
...and where is my God?
Oh‼ Where is my God?!
Then pray for me! And later... for you!
Because under the darkness I will wait for you... to burn together...
and feel this divine pleasure...
if not from among the dead... I will return!
And I will come for you... I... will come for you...
My tormented soul, my body turned to ashes
I watch floating the infernal tragedy
The wolves howl, in sheep's clothing
Prophets of God, singing to death
