I hate the god of the ancient time
Among the ruins I curse his stock drain his world!
I don't believe in the shine of his kingdom
there is a man that preaches the poverty.
La terra ci prumisi e ancora ceccanu 'unni sta
Nna lu 'nfernu diu nni misi pi' la so' malvagità.
Putiri l'omu viri nni la natura 'ncuntrastata
ci sistimau un diu chi a tutti voli giudicari
cu è? chi 'nveci cunnanna lu supremu?
Picchì cu' la so liggi ama campari?
...e 'nveci suffremu!
From the inside of your weakness god comes.
We spit our venom in his face.
We are still here and god isn't!