• Let us drown in the sea of sorrows,
    For the waves can wash our sins ashore.
    Nobody can fetch us from our burrows.
    Therefore, let time be dismissed from its core.

    He who sheds no tears but spiteful laughter,
    For he awaits at the bottomless pit.
    We are sent several decades after.
    If so, we should not continue to sit.

    The great divine water may cause a flood.
    So, let the devil wear his bogus crown,
    And let the sins be washed by holy blood.
    And may the angel wear his royal gown.

    For nobody knows the awaited time,
    And so, therefore commit your daily crime.