Among the thousand years The scythe is raised For the children of Israel Your nature forged in hell You took my only pride Under the skies of babylon I am the mother of the damned I am the mother of flesh Some will die for penance Others will die for existence I am the misery in the temples The principle of quintessence The glory of the unborn The ancient lunatic That screams forever I am immortality No mercy, no truths Your God burns No prayer, no veil A mother humiliate herself No orders, no face A scourged red priest One hand, one knife Kill your son now