"Only we, we spirits who become free, have the presuppositions for understanding something that nineteen centuries have misunderstood: that integrity which, having become instinct and passion, wages war against the "holy lie" even more than against any other lie" ["The Antichrist" Friedrich Nietzsche] Lardy-dardy god And his son- the Bastard One All misgovernment of the light And followers, the lambs Now are the history Of our ferocious world We are the wolftribe We hereby evoke New Kingdom of Might Restitution of laws Eternal Quest Amongst the ruins From wood of cross To tree of Elhaz We re- evolve Exerting free will for chosen We grip them by the throats Groans of pain are the melody From our dreams Heaven, the rubbish- shoot For pestilence Lardy-dardy god And his son- the Bastard One All misgovernment of the light And followers - the lambs Now are the history Of our ferocious world We are the Wolftribe Ruckle of fools Mob in trepidation