Syndir Guðs (Opinberun frelsarans)

Created in the image of mankind
In the form of a man and a woman
Double was his sin said his son
For all of eternity a never-ending war
My soul leaves no one sees don’t deject but soothe
My philosophy, always correct?
It is better to accept than to give
said the rich one and all his class
I who taught here so many things
but no one listened — that troubled me but I learnt that life here was hard
after all, it was I who hung on the cross
An honest loner, that was I, that I swear
but the broad road was easier to pass
that road I walk and the cross I bear