Anger and wickedness will arise In the mind of all ghosts And they will harm The people of all ages' Behold the demise of hope Behold her eyes implore Is it sickness what we feel? Or is it her demon eyes? Behold the sinister way The Pacification of death Inflicted be the plague Symptom of a rupture And shifted away From the past ancestors Afflicted godhead Lesser of the scourges Justice perceived Heal and kill the sources