| To stem the surrent is no vain attempt | |
| The knowledge preserved for us alone | |
| In this world of mud and rust | |
| Decipher what is coded by our hands | |
| Defiled our names | |
| Soiled glory of gods | |
| Dismal new faith | |
| Spawn of deliverence | |
| Oh Wisdom formless and odious | |
| The Sexless parent of disbelief | |
| Restiricting rules they can make | |
| Means nothing to | |
| Your Being | |
| Defiled our names | |
| Soiled glory of gods | |
| Dismal new faith | |
| Spawn of deliverence | |
| Restore what has broken | |
| No single word is missed | |
| With fiery tongues speak to us | |
| To souls gashed, souls hardened | |
| Oh Wisdom formless and odious | |
| The Sexless parent of disbelief | |
| Restiricting rules they can make | |
| Means nothing to | |
| Your Being | |
| Defiled our names | |
| Soiled glory of gods | |
| Dismal new faith | |
| Spawn of deliverence | |
| This conceit waste regain we must on | |
| Hermes' touch |
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