Come to me Nazarene, I’ve been looking for thee
No escaping from it, swarmed in evil darkness
My nails, are in, your hands, and feet
The word, expelled, the light, deceased
Prophet, assume, to save from sin
To Hell with you, suffer again

I do not fear you Christ, listen to me
Whenever you're ready, you know where I’ll be
Worn out with dread by disgrace and disgust
Cut off your head and I’ll bathe in your blood
Pray the second coming, bring you only one thing
Do you think I am fooled? I'll tear your heart in two
The time, is now, he wants, us dead
Without, delay, I take, his head
Prophet, foretell, this is the end, now go, to Hell, suffer, again.