Pretentious mother of the children and the poor

The victims you forgot, and your servants too

You seem so careless when sinners are to be

sent to the gallows with demons and fools



We don't believe What St. John said

We refuse you Religions dead



Pretending to enjoy when triumph will be

Eating the flesh of dead people free

You won't be the mistress of earth and sea

Cause the men of the vengeance will fight with us