Young boy dying of thirst Silently wept upon dead mother’s body Now the kitchen is flooded In cold water are tablecloth ends Dirty streams of lies flow from TV screen I brought thee new testament – nobody needs you Ancient book’s stench and barefaced lie Wolves in sheep’s closing and butcher’s sharp knife Stupid herd fondly nods And believes swollen speeches Meanwhile kind-hearted pastors Raise monuments to hangmen Mercy and compassion Slice of bread for the beggar The hand once fed is empty now The searcher has not found a thing Degenerates in uniforms and cassocks Crazed with impunity and greatness To survive I give new commandments In world of misery, despair and apathy