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Oh lord! Why you leave me?

I am your humble servant

Why you judge me like vermin?

I feel your divine look of scorn

Breaking Wheel Pear of Anguish, Judas Cradle, the Rack

Praying for mercy in disobedience to saint will

Without a fair trial, without absolution against transgression to the holy law

Clergy like hyenas, behold with satisfaction the suffering

Lucero "The Dark One", collector of martyrs for the pyre

The populace is horrified beholding his divine assignment

In the cold path to the scaffold

Shouting they curse the name of God

Eviscerated martyrs decaying

Insane devotion to the Lord