Destroying with rage the dead gods' effigies With the reality hammer and the crude existence Frozen idols in time, silent and indolent Fantastic images that never cried because they Were engreived over rock. Forgotten is the man in the inevitable path of his destiny Thrown in the abyss where he lies lost In the faith of his own lie, Like senseless believer of vain myths. Contaminated by absurd illusory beliefs Postrated to the dead gods' feet In the laughable genuflexion of his ignorance. Pseudo Gods (repeat) Temples and altars to worship false deities Gods that in a distant time the man begat As result of the fallacy imagination, Idols that have stolen the reason And they're reclaiming abnegation. I abhor this dead sphinxes...