Lightning and rainfall,

The guillotine is ready,

Severs, Dismembers.

The wet pouring rain,

Washes away past sins and pain,

Absolution though pain.

Hallowed Be Thy Name,

Salvation through severance,

Decapitation.

The cold rain and pain,

Inquisition blames thy path,

False paths and blasphemy.

The rain does not slacken,

The inevitable comes,

The blinding sharp pain.

The cold howling wind,

Transcendence from bonds of past,

Iron will remains.

Angry rain still falls,

Dismemberment is my state,

Broken are my chains.