The day the sun will lose its brightness

The day the earth has spat out all its innards

The day the rivers and streams have inundated our cities

The day the life itself will be the worst of all punishments 



The earth will shake

The earth will burn

The skies will rumble 

The moon will turn



We'll discover his secret side

We'll worship the black face

Egoistic people will pray to their bored gods

Ecstatic crowds will break into the hymns of the black moon



Everyone will be judged



Everybody will be punished

Only the children of the rebellious angel will be saved

While the worshippers of the stinking pig

Victims of ignorance and naivity

Will remain prisoners of the carnal form

And forever rot in that cursed pit

That has become of earth