I turn my eyes to Dagon
Our great god
Flat on his divine face
In the Temple of Oannis
We feel no more glory about the battle of Aphek
What sacrifice is needed for victory?
Enemies who speak in tongues of fire
Purify us in black flames

We burn oh god we burn!
We bow down in shame and whisper powerless words
"Let not the ark of the God of Israel be with us,
For his hand is hard on us and on Dagon our god"

This blasphemy will be avenged upon us
Our blood will colour the earth blood-red
And it will be licked away by the dog-gods
Darkness will be upon us for three horrible days
Pestilence and death creep over our land
Flocks of bugs will ruin our crops
Blistering flashes from the skies
Onslaught the enemies of Israel
We are the damned race
Cursed by the wrath of Yahweh
Our millennial resurrection
Shall be smothered in blood

I turn my eyes to Ba'al
Our great god
Powerlessly staring at the horizon
In the temple of Created Things
We feel no more glory about the battle of Afek
What sacrifice is needed for victory?
Those who speak in tongues of distemper
Purify us in black flames
The fire-spitting demon Azazel
Spreads his blackened wings
The earth is drenched in the blood of Goliath
7 months of suffering

Lord Ba'al, creator of our fertile earth
Majestic father and king of gods and men
Master of the mountains, ruler of the rainstorms
We bow down before thy splendour
Lord Ba'al-El, god of life and fertility
Intermit the continual combat with the god Mot
Show the leech of Yahweh thy might
And slay the Hebrews and their ravaging god

We bow down in shame and whisper powerless words
"Let not the ark of the God of Israel be with us,
For his hand is hard on us and on Dagon our god"
Release us from the suffering

Before thine erected sacred altars we beg
We are smitten with divine abominations
Unshackle us from death and sterility
And destroy the realm of the circumcised