Angel strewn, Speared head to gut,

From the solar, His rays do pour!

Winged demon over head.

The bull charges on.

Endless fury it screams,

it's teeth do bare that  furious rage,

How dare you be greater than I.

surrounded by dark, With the aid of spells, our witches  take sides.

for every spell cast ten thousand angels await.

For retribution is mine, says our Lord…