In the middle of the night when the full moon is in the sky He is stalking through the forest searching sad clowns They have stolen the head of Christ and now he wants revenge Christ is wandering in the evil night with an axe in his hand He is looking for his head without truce, the darkness of his universe of death An hyperbolic force acts on figure of headless Christ Night is bleeding to bless the victims on their way This is the curse of headless Christ! The curse of headless Christ! This is the curse of headless Christ! The curse of headless Christ! I trust in the night, I trust in the curse of Christ All is black in this world, all is cruelty in this wood Heaven is crying bloody tears to consecrate lost souls Blood on the frozen lake, blood on the neglected humanity! In the night, in the silence crushing, you can hear, like an hammer, his steps Looking through the haunted light, where the silence immerse me, I can't escape from this curse