Destroying with rage the dead gods' effigies
With the reality hammer and the crude existence
Frozen idols in time, silent
and indolent
Fantastic images that never cried because they
Were engreived over rock.
Forgotten is the man in the inevitable
path of his destiny
Thrown in the abyss where he lies lost
In the faith of his own lie,
Like senseless believer of vain
myths.
Contaminated by absurd illusory beliefs
Postrated to the dead gods' feet
In the laughable genuflexion of his
ignorance.
Pseudo Gods (repeat)
Temples and altars to worship false deities
Gods that in a distant time the man
begat
As result of the fallacy imagination,
Idols that have stolen the reason
And they're reclaiming abnegation.
I abhor
this dead sphinxes...