Secular agony in vain
Times that tear my soul
My blood is so bitter as the hate
Abstinence of life and kindness
I already saw many gods die in the graces
and I felt Proserpine at my side
In many grounds I will be still buried
Tears will fall from the ba*tard
Equilibrium between fertility and d**h
Eternal seas in fury
The thunders that try k** me disappeared
Visit me in the Hell or Earth