You plead again for rich rewards,
[That] steaks your blood your mind your soul.
You try to gain all earthly power,
You unleashed plagues of famine, death and war.
All my sins have damned my soul in hell.
All off my sins have locked me in hell. (x4)
I try to turn my heart against the wickedness I wrote,
And in my dream my dear beloved mother came to me.
She beg me turn my face ones more up high toward the lord.
But notice came I could not weep, but Satan clutched my heart.
All my sins have damned my soul in hell.
All off my sins have locked me in hell. (x4)
