Have you seen that layman
He thinks he can win the battle with gods
Dishonours them in every phrase
Raves about a man
Who lived far away from here
Wants us to be like him
What has grown up on the desert
Had better stay here
Green groves have their ancient rulers
They were gefore
And will be after us
He calls himself adalbert, the master servant
But he’d rather serves insanity
Praises poverty when his purse jingles with gold
Yesterday he broke into our temple
Wanted to fight with our god’s symbols
As if a piece of wood had any power
Guest becomes an intruder when
Conciously breakes the law
Offends what is holy for for the host
Staines what is divine
Let’s sharpen our sword
The time of revange has came
Let’s sharpen our sword
Revange has came