Come taste a century of hatred

Free from the sanity of them

Is there something,

That you see in all of them

Non-believer, a time will come,

But when?

All you worship in life,

Destroyed by human hands,

Spare the trouble you feel,

Save a breath for your next

Spit on the laws that I made for you

Betray the treasures within hearts

Is there something in death

That you think reflects your life?

Come taste the loss that I feel,

Challenge paradise

All you worship in life

Destroyed by human hands,

Save the trouble you feel,

A treasure with no price

It's disturbing, the joy I feel,

But I feel it more