Look at the eyes of your God
while they cry blood of resignation
his defeat written in time
in a book left in the obscurity
ignored by humanity
blessed by the lord of the worms

His symbols fall on earth
as the wings of his angels
the low lands are swallowed by seas of blood
while legions of black angels conquer the hills
the weakness of the sinners
washed with the blood of the innocent

This is the day of the maleficarum
This is the day of the maleficarum

Desperate cries that invoke their forgiveness
still conviced in the mercy
Of a God defeated by his own sons
given birth to on a dying earth
now wound in agony
destined to be cursed eternally

Crying sons in their last season
Dawn has come on this dying earth
They will not survive from, their sins not
bent toward the lord of the evil spirit
now wound in agony
destined to be cursed eternally

This is the day of the maleficarum
This is the day of the maleficarum

Look at the eyes of your God
while they cry blood of resignation
his defeat written in time
in a book left in the obscurity
now witness of his weakness
bent toward the lord of the worms