In idols and in nature,
Without a face and with many,
With an exclusive name or with different variants,
Whether they saw Him or heard and read about Him,
Mankind fails to agree

They will use my name to associate with all that is black and evil,
They will use my name to curse all that is come to be known with an evil eye,
And because of You, they will have strength in their faith to envision a war where they defeat me,
I, who might or might not exist,
I, who can be part of mankind,
I, who was known as the horned one,
I, who supposedly wishes that You will fall down,
Do I even exist ?
Or did they create me to find a scape-goat for themselves?

I, who also am in idols and nature,
With a face and without,
With many names but also with a popular exclusive one,
Whether you have seen me or read about me,
Humans still disagree on whether I influence their decisions,
I wonder who made them do it?