Servus Servorum Satanae (Benedictus XVI)

<p>Whisper to us again Of deserts and appearances And tell the timorous Of agony and passing Servant of servants Whisper to us again Of saints and miracles Old man, sick man, Vicar without future.</p><p>Join your hands in prayer, Once more But in silence burn! Pray vicar With cane which was The scepter for tyrans</p><p>Pray! pray! The beast is your lord And god your church Satan my lord. Your master is leaving us.</p><p>Join your hands in prayer, Once more But in silence burn! Wounds of the soul Do not heal with holy water.</p><p>The gold of your rings Reflects the shame in blood rivers The episcopale doctrine Reflects the shame in blood rivers.</p>