| Thou hath created religion. | |
| A seed of intolerance sown in the human heart. | |
| The most noxious convictions. | |
| Thou hath created gods. | |
| Skulls piled to build churches. | |
| Suffering in the name of. | |
| Never ask a satyr the sense of life. | |
| Nobody can answer thy why. | |
| If living is suffering, hide its meaning. | |
| Thou hath gone so far in the road of madness. | |
| After two thousand years, living in tears. | |
| Sowing the Evil in Our Hearts. | |
| Thou hath created laws. | |
| To rule thy unjust world. | |
| Then I created thy chaos. | |
| Thou hath created political science. | |
| The principles of moral enslavement. | |
| Then I created thy irreverence. | |
| Sowing the Evil in Our Hearts. | |
| Sowers of martyrdom and pain. | |
| Golden castles ruin in rain. | |
| The ten commandments are insane. | |
| Sowers of schism and disgrace. | |
| Priests have no faith. | |
| World fall down in disgrace. | |
| Never ask a satyr the sense of life. | |
| Nobody can answer thy why. |