Lyrics:
Paramaecium Exhumed Of The Earth

He was led to the place Which was called Skull Driving nails Into His wrists and heel Pain The Christ of prophecy Hung there until dead Blood shed He

At the dawning of the second morning from the execution day Women approached the private sepulchre where the dead Messiah lay They queried amongst themselves

If prolonged hatred breeds it will devour your mind Animosity will annihilate sobriety Insalubrious emotions can extirpate your existence Agonised respiration