And the enemy was strickenWith a single fatal blowthat broke all his rotten bonesHis body hung upside downA piece of frozen iceSacrifice for the gods and foodfor hungry beastsWith the advent of springThe remains of meat rot away in the sunAnd the wolf buries the bones for a hungry dayWhat hatred and contempthad the barbarians for the disfigured carrionThat brought ruins, loss, and enslavementDisgusting helpless bodyonce heavy with grapes and flowersNow smelling with urine and decayAnd the malicious broodbegan playing tricks againWeapons were not left in peaceFlames devoured the homes of their GodBut the plague continued to penetrate the airWhat was easily redeemed by bloodTime turned to dustAnd all those who stubbornly resistedNow rejoice in the festive hallIn the seat of the mighty ancient spiritsFar above the horizon of the setting sunIn the oases of eternal blissful reveries