It slithers from the Netherworld,
Its lair of stench and slime,
To ravenously devour light,
To poison place and time.
Stay awake! Be on your guard!
Pick up your sword and fight!
Take up the shield of Heaven’s Grace!
Become a holy Knight!
Its dripping fangs, its fetid breath,
Enough to make one cower.
Don’t hesitate to breathe a prayer,
To ask for God’s own Power.
The Angels are your comrades now.
Your strength, in His Command.
With one clean thrust, the sword of Truth
Will bring It to the damned.
Bravely stand and face It now.
Pierce the Serpent’s skin!
Save the world from certain death.
Free the world from sin!