It's a sin

Blasphemy and sacrilege

It's a sin

A sin is to call it in that way


Shine with your might, oh insolent Wisdom

Your messengers sow pestilence

Thoughts in chaos, without a shelter

No supports point


Ignorance, made ignorance

Impotence - powerless as always


Eager souls

Condemned minds

Confirmed in conviction

Flourishing decay


Angels, devils faithful and obedient

Devils, angels waiting for their shepherd

Frightened crippled creatures

Worthy to each other


No trial of strength

Devoured by fire

A puppet in a crown of thorns