With hollow hearts, with no purpose Toward oblivion Silenced gods, forward! In whose good name? For us to lose ours! God didn't die, he simply vanished! A laugh in a face! And set this forth grim omen amidst the battlefield As if no god couldn't look after his swine Lost in memories, everyone as none With salt in eyes on deserted land And nails driven through ears Worthless lifelessness If we are god-alike then what the god really is? So here I am Left to stare into the boiling womb of the earth Where deafness howls Like a bark of a buried god So here I am Hanged on rope and torn apart Hung between two winds