Noetavaeno [English translation]

Midnight draws near, you’re gorgeous like nocturnal thicket

Moon crescent on it’s way, opens up windows of heaven

As unholy, they regard you, in defying God and the Pope’s tyranny

On the day I saw the mark of the Beast on their foreheads

they turned the pentagram upside down

On that day when a virtuous lady was accused of witchery

the demons were busy sodomizing bishops in the sacristy

The hunt for witches

Flames are arising, cleansing fire and agony

Beliefs of old are dying, the church freed from its anxiety

The Vaticanese butcher, with Devil’s dick in his mouth, isn’t able right now to comment on this

• Artist:Verjnuarmu