1. The unknown enemy who arises to predominate its prey,
The respecter of no soul,
I wonder where the shadow of your kingdom lies,
So confidently without seeking for permission to enter one's home.
2. The fear of the terrible,
Who will open his home in excitement of your knock?
Who will welcome you to his residence without fear?
Who will accept your invitation for a chit-chat?
3. Thy wanderst in the desert with all thy widespread arms,
Looking for a wanderer without a state of mind,
Woe' to the soul who see's you afar off coming and says to himself finally my guest had just arrived.
4. Get thee to your feet o ye wanderer and strive to survive from the hands of the terrible,
For she comes at anytime, like a thief,
For she's counting her time day by day
