From the scorched land of a nuclear desert
The prophet returns exhausted and half-dead..
Withered eyenings,
Clotted Blood on lips.

Escaped from disorder,
He searched for the beauty,
Primordial sun, the untainted life’s force..

Foolish Oldman, dead Sun sheds no light!
It spreads only Death and [bad word] .

His heart is burnt out
By these deathly rays.

Our future is lightened by the X-ray Sun!

No [bad word] Love, this world deserves Hate!!

Past memories,
Orgasmic bliss,
The new age’s sunlight
Brings decease.

The Martyr’s dead,
The faith is gone.
And rough shell covers
Thee forlorn…

The arrogant [bad word]  all-knowing nation
Has provided future for the next generations:
Synthetic sunsets,
Synthetic flowers,
Synthetic feelings,
Synthetic lovers.

The fading nature
In Iron illusion,
Sardonic creatures 
In ual fusion

The highly prepared
Decline of the Man,
Our future is lightened
By the X-ray Sun…

Deathrays close the pathways..
Procreating the Reign of Sunset…