I am human,
Tired of being fruitless,
Of repetition,
Of what they worship and worshipped,
Of faith,
A taleless fate,
An endless lifetime.

In an era of chilling,
I found the secret of fire
To burn you,
Myself,
And others.

I am from myself, God,
From God, Satan,
And from Satan, I create faith.
I am from sound, speech,
And from speech, words,
And from words, I construct sentences,
To command you,
And from you, to take command.

I am the mother of the Earth,
Claimed by its owner.

And even before feeling ashamed of myself,
Ashamed of destruction,
Ashamed of fruitless findings,
I scream silence,
On the deathbed,
Gradual death.
I condemn my children

To a vow
To themselves and others,
To an irreversible path,
To an endless path,
To loyalty to destruction.

I am human,
Ashamed of time and earth.