BURN THE CRADLE

the sun is burning black
ashes from the sky drop
dark souls fly overhead
haunts of dead chill the air
in the arroyos of dead
life breaths

burn the cradle
burn the cradle
slew the midwives
satan prays

the sacred devil is here to assail
suffering from attrition are angel's birth
the devil and satan mêlée amongst
beelzebub awaits his fate
asunder is the kingdom of light
as two dark kings challange their might

burn the cradle
burn the cradle
grave the child
the tempter cries

red are his eyes
skull is rived
glistening teeth wear leeches for peace
with awry nails he slashes satan
holding higher the crown of bane
black of satan flows down his rein

burn the cradle
burn the cradle
rake his phallus
king demands

repudiated are new borns
plaintive are the angels song
rampaged are the old fires, even water burns in these flames
pitch black replaces the dark of satan
no hope even for the dead
lakes of fire rule this realm

as the second devil takes command

burn the cradle
burn the cradle
slew the midwives
abscise the phalusses
no more child