People go to church for the same reasons The same reasons they go to a tavern To stupify themselves To forget their misery To imagine themselves Even only for minutes Free and happy [Mikhail Bakunin] ... So I looked behind and beheld a pale horse And his name who sat on him was d**h And Hell followed with him... [Pre-Chorus:] "Power was given unto them Over the fourth part of earth To k** with the sword With famine and d**h By the wild beasts of the earth When the sun turned black And the moon bloodred And the stars fell down to earth" To do all that one is able to do Is to be a man To do all that one would like to do Is to be a God [Chorus:] Woman, make a stand Come crawling to my hand Put away your fear It's only me, my dear Man, if there were dreams to sell What would you buy, tell? Eternally, your favourite sin Is pride that apes humility [Pre-Chorus] [Chorus] Imensitate, veşnicie Tu, haos, care toate-aduni... În golul tău e nebunie, - Şi ii faci pe toţi nebuni Imensitate, veşnicie Pe cînd eu tremor în delir Cu ce supremă ironie Arăţi în fund un cimitir [George Bacovia, excerpt of „Pulvis‟*] [Chorus] [*Translation of the excerpt:] Immensity, eternity You, chaos, who gather everything ... In your void is insanity - You make us all insane Immensity, eternity With what supreme irony As I shake with fever, you reveal In the background a cemetery