Text The Visit The day arrived, I gird myself , I put on my blank sword. The day arrived, I get revenge I never got my protecting gourd The seven-headed creature will kiss my feet its crowned deeply afflicted I will ride into the night and the moon will stand still feeling that I..m addicted REF So Jesus, come down, I will cut your wings off to provocate god, to call the beast, to let it feast, to let it feast. For the gates are open tonight and the big seducer..s here I set the table with thousand sins, the guests are full of fear And He'll ask for a dance on a floor of rotten skulls Cause he knows that only tonight he can celebrate his cults REF So Jesus, come down, I will cut your wings off to provocate god, to call the beast, to let it feast, to let it feast. A hollow rhythm and naked feet, dancing on white bones Open eyes, a feast for the senses and there, his black throne. The last dance it will be cause his visit has a reason His gunnysack is full right now, for his nature it was a treason. REF So Jesus, come down, I will cut your wings off to provocate god, to call the beast, to let it feast, to let it feast.