in moments of reflection it all unfolds to me i walk down through my mind and feel a bittercold fear what mankind did with pretence of religion and belief away is the sun endless the night mankind s massacra intelligence is dead there have been satanic rites in blood inverted crosses expulsion of all mortals the good side isn t better holy inquisitors on arbitrary command through all blasphemic centuries destruction and hate sewage of faith ignorant souls the decline goes on man will never learn that religion s created by man