Adeste Infidelis

Oh come all ye unfaithful,
 decaying and wretched,
 to this Cradle of impiety
 to lay your impure heads

 Fare thee well
 or fare thee ill:
 one way or another
 some blood shall spill

 What to do?
 Inter? Cremate
 all those who've died from all the hate
 from this Execrable Aggregate
 that nurtures the corrupt?

 Proselytes,
 anchorites,
 crusaders, wet me with your Cathar kiss

 Bow to them?
 Crawl for them.
 those loathsome Mahometic effigies?
 No!

 Once, there were boundaries,
 The lay of the land was well defined.
 Came a hell of rats, and now
 « le temps entre chien et loup » is nigh.

 « Manquerais-je Fidélité dans mon Pays? Jamais!
 Cessons nos reculs pour nous trouver des bastions
 dans des terres loitaines :
 les fauves nous harcélent à tout jamais.
 c'est donc à nous de passer à l'Action. »

 In houses on fire, where everyone dies, on the Killing Grounds of war, in the torn fresh and flies

 I know I saw you there

 In the Heart of Disease, where Love is a stone,
 on the faces of those whose hate is as bone

 I know I saw you there,
 where Hatred rules supreme.