Rise it up

Let us oppose

The thought from our land

And cultivate

In a cursed ground

A sorrowful lineage

For so and weigh down

They bottom-hearted careless

Who have confidence 'til

That soul bread

For that belief you possess

Is nothing else than disgust and pride

And your need after knowledge

Is an overflood of scorn and deascration

Grief to my heart is not thirst

After heavenly body

Not is that failing search after angel might

It is fiery and that burning

It is merely that what you

Dishounor for that

Take part in the possesing shadow

Delight your soul with sinners under

From where are surely you

When lamp put out

But dead appaear not

With our bidding

Throughly sound from that splendid inheritance

Want it endly ruin

[repeat 1st, 2nd and 4rd verse]

Bring doom over others about your own head

There you conceal your shame in praise song

So shall you have tasted fruits

Of your own decease

As a flock of hellish origin

And administrator of despicable son

We match your disgusting splendour

With demonstration of our heavy birth

Lie your mind in absence of breath

Shamefare backwards without might

[repeat 1st, 2nd and 3rd verse]