Grant me this serenity,
to understand the ways of the people that died.
Hope no one finds the bodies I slaughtered today,
watching one by one as they fall.
I did not hide the bodies but watch them burn.
I watch them burn as they go to hell.

Grant me this serenity,
to understand the things that I cannot change.
Knowing life and those people who are rotten.
Cannot take in no more of the words that those people said,
only deserving what they got which is death.

Grant me this serenity,
to hear only what I want to hear.
Which are the screams of the bodies being burned.
Hearing what has been said about me,
is the only thing I look back on.

Grant me this serenity,
for I leave the ashes and the dust,
of the bodies I just have burned.

Last but not least.
Grant me this serenity,
for I have just taught those people,
the lesson they needed to learn.