The Black Face

The day the sun will lose its brightness The day the earth has spat out all its innards The day the rivers and streams have inundated our cities The day the life itself will be the worst of all punishments The earth will shake The earth will burn The skies will rumble The moon will turn We'll discover his secret side We'll worship the black face Egoistic people will pray to their bored gods Ecstatic crowds will break into the hymns of the black moon Everyone will be judged Everybody will be punished Only the children of the rebellious angel will be saved While the worshippers of the stinking pig Victims of ignorance and naivity Will remain prisoners of the carnal form And forever rot in that cursed pit That has become of earth