the priest:  - Everything's ready  - Go and get me fresh meat  - We're thirsty for sacred beverage  - Hurry up! I can't wait anymore    the assembly:  - Here she is the promised virgin!    narration:  Her nude body plays with the unstable shadows  Her long hair hides half her breasts, she rises her head  Her eyes are shining with the gleam of the torches    the priest:  - Look deep in my eyes, you little bitch  - Look at your death, she smiles at you    priest reflection:  Death opens her arms to you  You tremble and your body is wet  You haven't to be scared, you'll be saved  You'll suffer, you'll die, you'll be free    the priest:  I wish to hear her weep  I wish to hear her cry  I wish to hear her yell  Of disgust... of fear... of pain    the priest with the crowd:  We gonna take care of you...