Children are cryingWomen are prostituting Everywhere is a shameNowhere is a blame Come in to their housesTake care of them But until you comeYou would find them died"I
Call upon the messenger of doon to slash with grim delight this victim!
Necromancers live awayInto hell's path they stay Dead bodies hang aroundInto flames burning down Down to dark cells live awayChristian bodies keep away Dead bodies hang aroundInto flames burning down
