Nova Akropola

Compagna dei maccella: eja, eja, alala! Ne razpihumjo ognja iz ust zivali, Bojmo se zanamcev, skrivajmo svoje namene: Eja, eja, alala! Izostrimo cute, eja, eja, Veter zge med zitom, eja, eja, Nase meso disi po ozganem: eja, eja, alala! Namenili smo si veliko strast: Kdo dvomi o strasni moci teh rogov! [english translate: the new acropolis] We are all crucified, chosen members of the Butcher's guild, compagna dei maccella: Eja, eja, alala! Let's not blow the fire from the mouth of the Beast, let's fear the progeny, hide our intentions: Eja, eja, alala! Let's sharpen our senses, eja, eja, The wind is burning in the wheat, eja, eja, Our flesh smells scorched: eja, eja, alala! We destined the great lust for ourselves: Who doubts the terrible power of these horns!