People go to church for the same reasons

The same reasons they go to a tavern

To stupify themselves

To forget their misery

To imagine themselves

Even only for minutes

Free and happy

[Mikhail Bakunin]

... So I looked behind and beheld a pale horse

And his name who sat on him was Death

And Hell followed with him...

[Pre-Chorus:]

"Power was given unto them

Over the fourth part of earth

To kill with the sword

With famine and death

By the wild beasts of the earth

When the sun turned black

And the moon bloodred

And the stars fell down to earth"

To do all that one is able to do

Is to be a man

To do all that one would like to do

Is to be a God

[Chorus:]

Woman, make a stand

Come crawling to my hand

Put away your fear

It's only me, my dear

Man, if there were dreams to sell

What would you buy, tell?

Eternally, your favourite sin

Is pride that apes humility

[Pre-Chorus]

[Chorus]

Imensitate, veşnicie

Tu, haos, care toate-aduni...

În golul tău e nebunie, -

Şi ii faci pe toţi nebuni

Imensitate, veşnicie

Pe cînd eu tremor în delir

Cu ce supremă ironie

Arăţi în fund un cimitir

[George Bacovia, excerpt of „Pulvis‟*]

[Chorus]

[*Translation of the excerpt:]

Immensity, eternity

You, chaos, who gather everything ...

In your void is insanity -

You make us all insane

Immensity, eternity

With what supreme irony

As I shake with fever, you reveal

In the background a cemetery