With the prince of the power of the air,
Who comes to kill, deprive and raze; the thief
Of the kings and rulers everywhere,
Orchestrating casualties and grief,
Thrusts in his sickle and clutching the snath
In anger and hatred reaps earth in wrath, The winds, earthquakes and fires pass by with force,
But God, only good, is without the blame
When Father tells Mother to take this course;
Since the gods follow Evil to the Flame,
The earth is in sorrow to be redeemed,
And God is the One most often blasphemed.