sing the song.
kill those fleshly earth's flesh of lust,
let's be unfear by fear that losts.
their gentle terribles' voices
grip our heart like ' dead voices.
bind them with fetters of shackles,
let's smile from our strong struggles.
their masked faces deflower us,
their sight hurts us a lot, it hurts.
let's sing the song of joyous joy;
let's cry the tears of clamored joy,
let our seeds be taught God's way
and like ' plants near river, we'll stay.
but they'll come and join us with chants!;
and propose to our daughters,
' let's bind shackles round their organs
'n throw them oft' off forever.
then, we can sing the song of joy;
we can shout clamorously, joy!
we can be free, unfear fears, joy!
let's sing the song of joyous joy.
"words from the innocent mind"