Eyes of primitivism closed forever

Bloody sunrise
Illuminates the wasteland
The land of contempt
Unknown by the world
A shepherd watches over the flock
Of blind sheep, dazzled
By the yellow sun
To stare at heaven
To search for god
With a weapon in the hand
A beggar with perverted mind
Manipulates the crowds of bearded men
Massage in the name of shit
Prayer to vomits!
Hope for a good thing
In filth and excrements
Hunt for madness and power
Corroded characters
No remorse, no
Itch of conscience
A mosque covered with dust,
Full of the books of lies and shits
To lift up hands to heaven,
To reach the void
Closed eyes forever
Wretched primitivism.