Seven times I say your name
Calling you to be my defender
Join me in my twisted game
All hail, THE HUNTER!
Thirteen times a pierced heart
Break it times a thousand
In my eyes will you depart
Cut out those same eyes times a dozen
Three times the beauty sleeps
A grave made of lilies
On which a demon weeps
RID US, O gOD, OF THIS FOUL CREATURE WHO TAKES OUR CHILDREN IN THE NAME OF HER LORD !