(J. Alanís)  Death was made to me  But in life I'll kill the priest  The name of darkness bless me  In this kingdom reign the beast  I profane the tombs of dead  I don't leave 'em rest in peace  I believe in death  'Cause soon comes to you with ease  Sacrilegious  I'll never believe in church  Her lie makes me feel like dog  Spit and burned by hell  In which she will burn in spell  Falsity inculcated in you  I'll show you the truth  You need learn to hate the false  First see through all your life  Sacrilegious in war with God  Hungry of perversity  Can do what you want  Ignore the weak image