Текст песни Oderint Dum Metuant

I first felt a kinda need for the impossible Something crazy which doesn't belong to this world Of the moon, the gods power or morality Which will logically drives us to acumen gluey mob You're on trial with life With the verb to be An already doomed Corpses filled my soul Destroy, revival Of a world at least real The deadly poerty's sway goes through the sword Living's my action Hatred's the reaction To make people sharp No one can judge me Cause you're all guilty And too untrusty Purity in evil, sweetness in scorn, loneliness in freedom The very human shape of gods stare at crass blind mortals And I can see through the mirror the killing of the light Odi, profanum vulguris Oderint dum metuant