Slacken the cadence of your live Get up and look around you Farther than the mist of your conceptions Listen well; it is neither naivety nor folly Mankind lives in a tale where he is the only hero Marvelling at himself, his soul escapes unknowingly He embraces his brother, a dagger in his back See mankind: a jewel case he fills with manure Mountains crumble and cities drown Earth bleeds and dries and collapses Kings rise, haughty, then stumble The Sovereign only stays unchanged His hand stretches in your direction, not his finger He brings happiness, peace, salvation Accept it, he will burn the shroud of your life See yourself: a jewel case filled by the king