Once there was a great temple, built around me
Men prayed, asked for wishes to be fulfilled
Flowers, fruits, incense, candles
They showered me with things they thought would please me
Selfish, greedy, silly men.
Can you really buy a Goddess?
Can you really give her anything with your sick souls?
How can I grant them happiness?
When those hands folded in prayer
Goes home and hits his wife
Those eyes which were closed in devotion
Devours the bodies of women he sees.
The heart which asks for love, holds none for his mother.
How can I bless him?
When his black heart is full of his own selfish needs?
They realised, I was of no use.
I would never grant them any wish.
They stopped coming to my temple, abandoning me.
Mutilated my divine face
Now I live in peace in my ruined state, within the branches and leaves
No one comes to ask for anymore.
Men, silly men, wherever you go
Whatever you wish
It will never be fulfilled
Once you have hurt a Goddess
You will never rest in peace.