Speak only the darkness of lies.
Enslave the creative woman
With the threat she poses
fondling your death in her hands
Die, slumbering blubbering fool!
For 10,000 years you have lied
On the death beds of the masses
Telling them: The birth maiden has died
Enslaved on your back
The masses shake in shallow sleep
This nightmarish jail trembles
Shattered, unknowing freedom is deep.