La voi cobor acuma, voi Si ca sa va ard fierea, o, l invoc Blestemul mizantropic, cu vnata lui Ca sa va scriu pe frunte, ce se-nfiara Cu ars n foc...
O, mndria n vinele stocite, n ochii stinsi de moarte, pe nvinetite De snge Ce am de-alege oare n fiinta? Ce foc se stinge, ce drept fara sa-mi minta O, morti de vii
Vedeti cum urna, cenusa renvie Cum murmura trecutul cu de batalie Roman Cum umbrele se-mbraca cu ferecate Si fruntile le-nalta de departe Un Cesar, un
Cad tronuri n marea de urgie Se sfarma deodata cu de sclavie Si de fier n doua parti Infernul deschide Spre-a-ncapea cu mia hde ce pier
O, sfinte firi Ce faceati (valul sa cnte, ce puneati) sa cnte(zboare) Ce creati o alta lume pe asta de noroi (Noi reducem tot la pravul, azi in noi in ruina,) Prosti si genii, mic si mare, sunet, sufletul, Toate-s praf, cum este... si ca dnsa sntem noi.
Si singur si caut, ca uliul care cata n de viata dezbracata Un strv sfsia...
[English Earth Summoning Us]
To you I now descend, oh you, souls. And to purge sorrow, you forlorn spirits, The curse I shall The misanthropic curse, with its sordid, purple To carve forehead, instead of cattlebrand With iron in fire
In vain will pride be seethed in veins dried up and In eyeballs, on foreheads purple-hued By putrid that died What can I ever chose from your exhausted No fires free dying, no undeceiving right Oh, you dead men
See, how urns now burst, the resurrect Alike the past, murmurs with the battle-cry Of the empire See the far-off shadows, dress in steely armour And raise their noble foreheads that grey traian and great cesar
The rotten thrones are crumbling by tempests waters The rulers scepters, the heavy chain of slaves Together are now The gates of the inferno outrageously now by thousands the filthy, depraved breaths Of grim who perish
Oh, visionary minds, who set the stars to sing... Who create another on this realms of mud and grime Fools and wise, and old, sound, soul and light All is dust, the world's this, and so we all are