God will let me torn to pieces
By his faithful dogs
He will raise my will to the ground
My bones are mud where you will curve
The severe sign of [bad word] 

I betrayed my ungrateful nation
I betrayed my only friend
I stepped on that white light on your forehead
I nourished opium with my courage

We are bound by the same [bad word] 
We are [bad word] on the same deformed sacred ambition

In this circle I will close my name
In this circle I will force this love
In this circle I will clean your infection from faith

My death won't be more glorious than your
No one ever will my defeated swallowed
The bitter seed and dark profile of your perfection

What's the name of my saviour?
My knees will [bad word] while
I enter the kingdom of heaven
While I scatter my head with [bad word] and justice
While you will substitute my first fear with the dogma
The road to devotion is the lobotomy of faith

In this circle I will close my name
In this circle I will force this love
In this circle I will clean your infection from faith