How long, will you, simple ones, love your, simple ways. And continue to reject the calling of wisdom?. Fools mock, at making, amends, for sin. You fools detest turning from evil.
Just an ignorant child. Brainwashed by this decaying world. Always searching to belong. Endless fear of being alone. . Line by line. I watch you die. Too blind to see.
Toxic waste corrupts the air. Adulteration of man's breath. The sky pours forth rains of acid. Waters of life now bring death. . Clear cuts espose the land.
[K. Bachman / J. Daub / J. Winters / D. Mann / D. Baddorf]. . No more will I regress backward. From what which I believe. I owe no man an explanation.
Dreamers, enticed to turn away. Kneeling, to gods born from clay. Praying, to images carved to stone. Bowing, though sins are not atoned. . Hearing, only silence through your cries.
Beneath the sun, all deeds done, meaningless are they. Labor in vain, tormenting pain, incessant toil. Chasing the wind, grasping (for) what's been, wearisome longings.
Libera me, Domine, de morte aeterna in die illa tremenda. Quendo coeli movendi sunt et terra. dumb veneris judicare saeculum per ignem. (Deliver me, Lord from the eternal death.