...Pir Threontai

In the age of gold we sculpt with deads

In the age of liberty the dread is reigning

In the age of wealth we waste flames

But the flames are known to our dead

Abomination, humiliation,

God cursed creation

Why you cage our souls

To your kingdom

Illumination, desire, salvation,

You exiled creation

Let me walk the path of wisdom

The dead are counting

With their names

The dread is following up with shames

The blood is spooking the place

But this place is not new to our dead

The dead are counting

With their names

The dread is following up with shames

The blood is spooking the place

But this place is not new to our dead

Abomination, humiliation

Abomination, abomination, humiliation

Let me walk the path of wisdom