Oh lasting foulness of betlehem,

Hear the words of which we speak.

Denying all your holy standards,

In our veins flows blasphemy.



Drive the nails deeper into thy hands.

Press the thorns upon thy brow.

Bring blood from the wounds of thy side.

Cursed nazarene! Do nothing king!



Oh infernal majesty, condemn him to the pit evermore,

to suffer in perpetual anguish. Bring thy wrath upon

him oh price of darkness and rend him full asunder

that he may know the extent of thy anger. Call forth

thy legions that they may witness what we do in thy

name. Send forth thy messengers to proclaim this deep

and send the christian minions staggering to their

doom. Smite him anew, oh lord of light, that his

angels may tremble in fear. Send crashing down the

walls of heaven so that the murders of our

ancestors may be avenged.



Vanish away thou fool of fools

Abhorred pretender of majesty.

Into the void you shall perish,

For thou wert, nor shall ever, be