Bodily Ransack

Dark circles of misery
Bleak people, cold Christianity
Everyday, for my death I
I'm preparing new masses

I'm starting the cry
Crying to the man behind
Villains and braves
Of my mortal decree

In death, I will not wait
I'll soon come and impregnate
Lucid, I am, I don't make me
Doll's head, in the old winding game

I'm starting the cry
Crying to the man behind
Villains and braves
Of my mortal decree

Something left on the road
Sorrows and tears of our mother
I'm going to stand in the cross
To keep in thought the past life's decree

Lucid and sad, we play the devil's song
Crying to the dead, we meet the dead ones
Dedicated, immortalized
The lament for the dead is eternal

I'm the first of the dead, all the losers
Every dead brain of the new planet
The tomb is the enemy
And every dead brain is the one to be

Oh, baby, for the last time
Baby, the truth is all too much
Baby, the cry, all for the sad
The lament, the lament, for the dead

The tomb is so black and grey
I have to go, my soul is free
In death I cry, I'm ready to die
For my death I'm going to cry

I'm starting the cry
Crying to the man behind
Villains and braves
Of my mortal decree