For Pagan and Heretic's Blood

They came from the south In the sunshine Covered by black hoods With the crosses in their hands False sons of false god They arose their black temples Burned forest and woods Placed the black crosses And predered to worship dead Laying claim to rule sons Of laying claim to rule god They drank his blood They ate his flesh Scolfed at the right of nature And raped the eternal right Sure of themselves sons Of the sure himself god Possessed with crosses in hands Possessed with flabeau over the pyres How much blood they have spilled How much souls they have tormented They burned the witches Murdered the Pagans Banished the honest spirits Choped the holy trees Condemned to madness sons By their god usurper.