The naked and weary, weak, they shout their shameful cry Infected with melody of lost thoughts, soon they die This lost souls, united wretchedness and pain Behold the storm of hearts(?) of suffering in vain! Wounds of flesh will last ... Temptations fade as souls decay Walk by passion we reach our last Burned to ashes, we turn to dust Greating the Baal(?) Last souls alarmed We, which ... last Return to dust Hanged and crucified, their human half is burns(?). For death and tower tales their pages have returned These blaken hearts are greed, I've honored them flesh feet Satan will prevail, offended hopefully. Greating the Baal(?) Last souls alarmed We, which ... last Return to dust