Moon brought night, dark clouds at noon
A pilgrim fell into underground
He mixed flesh, he mixed flesh and blood
Crossed his victims with blows javelin


Hemodialysis, a shot of novocaine
He took the weight, the weight of compensation
Removed the lie behind the skin mask
Without bloodshed, none atonement

He rose up with bloody hands
He rose up his bloody hands

He didn't spare his scourge
He bled destroying, destroying the temple
Rebuilt with flesh, rebuilt with flesh and blood
He will be back with bloody hands