Lyrics:
Of the master butchers Never trusted in the dark Pecuniary villeinage A decaying realm to rapine and plunder Like maggots colonizing Contagious disease
and must serve villeinage I have been made as a layman It has reduced me to the most common state. O Saviour of the mortals Comforter of the faithful
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