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Stigmatic Chorus: The Massacre of the Innocents

PROSECUTOR:

"Death!

Let them be cast down to Hell!

Let the sobs of the children be heard

Of mothers who disobeyed my passion

Which, like poison, from the seed of their fathers

Crawled into the light in the guise of worms!"

Desiring many wives to continue his lineage

The Prosecutor ordered the slaughter of their children.

So the Devil came to him in a dream as God,

Whispering lies in his ear.

PROSECUTOR:

"This city is in darkness, enveloped in a black stench,

It must be cleansed of its sinful shackles –

Cleansed of the bastards, sending them to Hell,

Now and forever and ever!"

Death

Come

To the House of the Righteous Fathers

And, taking

The mothers' silent cries

With a sickle

She mowed down their children

With a crown

Sowing passions!

PROSECUTOR:

"Fourteen thousand kids will be carried away by death

Forever to the Beast's lair,

And their meek mothers will bear again

In praise of the True Faith!"

Death

Come

To the House of the Righteous Fathers

And, taking

The mothers' silent cries

With a sickle

She mowed down their children

With a crown

Sowing passions!

PROSECUTOR:

"Come to me, you who despair and are lost in your faith! The bosom of my Church will welcome everyone who has rejected the devil's thoughts in their hearts. Love me like your Shepherd, and share my bed!"

Screams filled the city of Nauvoo,

Thousands of voices pierced with despair

The Feast of Death, Its triumph

The demons sing with praising barks!