Lyrics

Compagna dei maccella: eja, eja, alala! Ne razpihumjo ognja iz ust zivali Bojmo se zanamcev, skrivajmo svoje namene: Eja, eja, alala! Izostrimo cute, eja, eja Veter zge med zitom, eja, eja Nase meso disi po ozganem: eja, eja, alala! Namenili smo si Veliko Strast: KDO DVOMI O STRASNI MOCI TEH ROGOV! (English translate: The New Acropolis) We are all crucified, chosen members of the Butcher's guild, compagna dei maccella: Eja, eja, alala! Let's not blow the fire from the mouth of the Beast, let's fear the progeny, hide our intentions: Eja, eja, alala! Let's sharpen our senses, eja, eja The wind is burning in the wheat, eja, eja Our flesh smells scorched: eja, eja, alala! We destined the Great Lust for ourselves: WHO DOUBTS THE TERRIBLE POWER OF THESE HORNS!