He is present, invisible like the wind
Inside of images and beautiful people
From the deepest underworld whispers
He brings the finest treasures for his consumption

This is perfect to our eyes
Complete seduction of the wishes of men

Here is the hideout of demons
Whether solid or abstract, there he might be

Something that leads us to carnal pleasure
And recovers the feeling of greed

He brings a new lady, brings the pure powder
Brings the green grass, brings the first gold
He buys every one of youself value is given
And many are easily bought

Make no mistake, his sentence was given
The only one worthy of praise and worship is
Our powerful and omnipresent god
Our powerful and omnipresent god