To stem the current is no vain attempt

the Knowledge preserved for us alone

in this world of mud and rust

decipher what is coded by our hands

Defiled our names

soiled glory of gods

dismal new faith

spawn of deliverence

Oh wisdom formless and odious

the sexless parent of disbelief

restricting rules they can make

means nothing to Your Being

Defiled our names

soiled glory of gods

dismal new faith

spawn of deliverence

Restore what was broken

no single word is missed

with fiery tongues speak to us

to souls gashed, souls hardened

Oh wisdom formless and odious

the sexless parent of disbelief

restricting rules they can make

means noting to Your Being

Defiled our names

soiled glory of gods

dismal new faith

spawn of deliverence

This conceit waste

regain we must

on Herme's touch^[1]