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