There they all lay cut downnBefore their time you took them fromnFrom the mother before they gavenThe holy flower, the love we neednLife itself now the mother comesnWith the hand, the hand of vengeancenTo take your life, you must dienFor the sins, there you are strung up to onenBlood drips from the cuts madenFor the babies that you slayednJustice will be served to you on a platternNow death creeps upon your lifeless soulnThe mother takes it away forevernYou pay the price and you die