那时，垂死之人，
清楚自己要去何处——
他们来到上帝的右手边——
那只手已被截断
上帝也不知所终——
放弃信仰
让行动变得渺小——
一点磷火照耀
胜过一片漆黑——
Those—dying then,
Knew where they went—
They went to God’s Right Hand—
That Hand is amputated now
And God cannot be found—
The abdication of Belief
Makes the Behavior small—
Better an ignis fatuus
Than no illume at all—