Awkward passage to Asgard's halls 
Illuminated by the cartilage of saints 
Portions of the past rekindled 
Constructing the final chapter of the saga 

God fell to his weak knees 
The weight of the wooded icon was unbereable 
He glanced at the laughing crowd 
One final prayer for ill tempered heretics 

The tricifixion of swine 

Townsfolk sought justice through the hammer 
The Jew slave was pinned up for display 
Red win dripped down his virulent spine 
Angelic powers rendered useless 

The tricifixion of swine 

No reason to dig him a grave 
An honorless Hebrew deserves not a pyre 
He possessed none of the elegiac magnificence 
That breeds among the neo-paganists 

It was the tricifixion of swine