La voi cobor acuma, voi Si ca sa va ard fierea, o, l invoc Blestemul mizantropic, cu vnata lui Ca sa va pe frunte, vita ce se-nfiara Cu ars n foc...
O, mndria n vinele stocite, n stinsi de moarte, pe frunti nvinetite De putrezit Ce am de-alege n seaca-va fiinta? Ce foc far-a se stinge, ce drept fara sa-mi O, oameni de vii
Vedeti cum crapa urna, renvie Cum murmura trecutul cu de batalie Roman Cum umbrele se-mbraca cu zale Si fruntile carunte de departe Un Cesar, un
Cad tronuri n marea de urgie Se sfarma deodata cu de sclavie Si de fier n parti Infernul portalele-si deschide cu mia rasufletele hde Tiranilor ce
O, sfinte firi Ce faceati (valul sa cnte, ce puneati) sa cnte(zboare) Ce creati o alta pe asta lume de noroi (Noi reducem tot la pravul, azi in noi in ruina,) si genii, mic si mare, sunet, sufletul, lumina Toate-s praf, lumea-I cum este... si ca dnsa noi.
Si singur stau si caut, ca care cata n inima-omenirii de viata Un spre-a-l sfsia...
translation: Earth Summoning Us]
To you I now descend, oh you, souls. And to purge your sorrow, you spirits, The curse I invoke The curse, with its sordid, purple claws To carve your forehead, of cattlebrand With burnt in fire
In will pride be seethed in veins dried up and scorched In eyeballs, on foreheads purple-hued By putrid blood that What can I ever chose from your entity No fires from dying, no undeceiving right Oh, you dead men
See, how urns now burst, the ashes Alike the past, which murmurs the battle-cry Of the roman See the shadows, they dress in steely armour And raise their noble foreheads that grey Great traian and great
The rotten thrones are crumbling swept by waters The rulers iron scepters, the heavy of slaves are now crushed The gates of the inferno wide-opened Engulfing now by the filthy, depraved breaths Of grim who perish
Oh, holy minds, who set the stars to sing... Who create another on this realms of mud and grime Fools and wise, young and old, sound, soul and All is dust, the world's this, and so we all are