Raised Irony

Land of excellence

Understanding without care

Paradise for the earthly life

Let's be blessed...

Oh, we belong to you, Lord

Oh, we are at your command

Oh, insatiable by our death,

Oh, insatiable by our incompetence

Let's be your eternity

Our souls necessity

Shell called the skull of worry

The mind as the power of destroying

Hermitage of the restraint for the timid

Unchecked desire for the bold

Existence full of contradictions

Crowds of exponents of one's sins

The huge ear of the god and his tied mouth

Slanderer sitting in the memory of defeats

Ego called the whim of the owner

Meaningless life in the eyes of torturer

You cut your bodies being afraid of a future

Suffering is balancing your poverty and meanness

Dressed in feathers of the nobility

Returning respect for the membership

Promises, dogma, prophets and stories

Everyone misses the leader of your unity

Now I know that the Enlightenment preoccupies madmen

Appointed in law you throw logs under each other's feet

You are one large bloody herd giving back appearances of worshiping

For the happiness of the public you put a stab in neighbours' back

You dig the dead out to be pleased by an illusion of hope.

And where this mast is which holds the sail of pride of living and where is the one giving everything back for nothing? Since still I can hear your cry, what are these all sacrifices worth?...