Through the Black Temples of Disaster

Exsurge domine et judica causam tuam, fatum fatis ego perea
 I've walked through the kingdom of the filthy ones
 Justice accompanies tragedy and death
 Temples erected to reach the stars
 With its roots in the depths of hell
 Lewd priests in search of power
 Praying for cruel heavenly saints
 Pyres of fire burn thousands
 Souls purified with the flames of hell
 Ministers of greed, ambassadors of the cross
 Golden cloaks and sermons about children dying of hunger
 Their lives are turned off
 Like a multitude of living lamps
 Queen of misery light my way through sin
 I've inhaled the vapors of hell itself
 The moon turns pale before me
 Look at my eyes! I would like to storm the heavens and look for answers
 The bright star of sadness hangs over the world to give justice and death
 Contemplate the face of bitter pain that envelops the world of aridity
 Walking through the black temples of disaster
 Where light has turned into darkness