1. He built it high and fortified its foundations
Not for the sublime, nor for it, but for tyranny

2. Enslaving his nation in his time
Enslaving his children for the enemy of tomorrow

3. Multitudes that are too many to number
Their yellow faces proclaiming, their foreheads

4. Like dry hay exceeded by the dew
Their hunched backs, their muted steps

5. Creeping like ants, settled eternally
Assembled an ocean, branching into

6. Rivers cascading down elevated
Tomorrow, each of these doomed souls

7. Will build an eternal grave for one who perished
O you dead! Did you not hear

8. The voice of the caller reverberating loudly
Arise! Look around you

9. Trampling the skulls of kings insistently
Arise! See the enemy in your homes

10. Ruling tyrannically with the support of others
Arise! See your bodies exposed

11. As a spectacle for whoever desires such a sight
A resurrection that will ask you all

12. To account for what you put forth, for those of us who advanced
The lofty buildings did not avail you

13. With the land pillaged and kings enslaved
What would have availed you is the beauty of remembrance, if only

14. You had lowered the coffin and held firmly to guidance
He who imagined the grave to be

15. A refuge, protecting him from demise by means of demise, made a mistake