Оригинален текст
Breathing murder upon
The early church
Destruction, the new faith to hurt
Fueled by zeal, a twisted perception
Creating disorder a morbid obsession
Profession of faith to persecute
From heaven a voice, journey refute
Falling to the ground
To arise without sight
Holy Spirit fill,
Falling scales from smite
Conspiracy to kill voice of conversion
Speaking freely, a bold proclamation