With sorrow I look at the crumbling human world that is torn with agony
It's time when people will see the Gehenna itself in reality
It burns me. It torments me. It breaks me down
It kills me when I see that people around are blind
They do not know what they do and what they should do
They forgot their roots and now they became depraved fools
It burns me. It torments me. It makes me sick
I cannot observe this but I can't retreat
Someone should bring order to this incensed crowd
And I must stand firm even when the faith is falling down
There is no kindness in this town
And all your faith is falling down
All what I see is infected by sin
I cannot stand it
It burns me. It torments me
It burns me. It torments me
It burns me. It torments me. It makes me sick
I cannot observe this but I can't retreat
Someone should bring order to this incensed crowd
And I must stand firm even when the faith is falling down