Haunted I am by a dark presence around,
these sinister voices continue to confound.
Light falls through the window, but the darkness remains,
my senses get dulled, except for blood, boiling in my veins.
And suddenly, an impossible wind blew out a candle,
this I've never seen before, don't know how it to handle.
I shiver and shake while this spirit became seen,
no, stop, I'll be your friend, I heard a heavy sudden scream.
How is thy name, oh spirit of my disdain?
Thou art so curious, so please let me explain.
A battle I've fought to Michaƫl and the rest
and this time 'twas for real, not just a silly test.
Before, we had arguments and battled on a faraway star,
but this time he'd gone too far, I'll start a Holy War.
But Master, oh, why hast Thou come before a labourer's eyes?
When a labourer starts to think, we have succeeded to dechristianize!