| Come tell me do you pray to the devout Santa Muerte? |
| Or do you slay for Hel Nina Blanca without mercy? |
| The cavalry of this calvary |
| A nuevo testament that decimates |
| The reconquista of the crematoria |
| A gathering corpsestorm of hell awaits |
| Bloodied but unbowed |
| These seasoned grievances will be avowed |
| A dark mobilization |
| An aphotic horizon |
| A war unrestrained |
| Reign of terror is unleashed |
| The battalions of rage are trouping |
| Down from the heights of bible hill |
| This was no new Jerusalem |
| But a Golgotha that you created |
| Oiling the machines of your opulence |
| A sprawling barrio spawning an open living grave |
| Mountainous Calaveras |
| Come hold my hand witness the truth |
| Mass execution of juvenility |
| The liquidation of a whole ungodly youth |
| Bloodied but unbowed |
| These seasoned grievances will be avowed |
| A dark mobilization |
| An aphotic horizon |
| A war unrestrained |
| Reign of terror is unleashed |
| The battalions of rage manouvering |
| Down from the heights of bible hill |
| Stupefying horror across the river awaits |
| Can’t you see narco insurgency death rattling at the gates? |
| Barrios of destitution from the desolate valley arose |
| Come taste god’s own medicine |
| Dispensed from the horn of the goat |
| Stupefying horror across the river awaits |
| Come taste god’s own medicine pooling at your gates |
| Unleashed-cartel commandos will rain |
| Down from the heights of bible hill |