Gaia

 Carlos:

 Oh vast land beneath the feet
Oh ancient forests and plains
Oh strong winds and mountains
Oceans and swamps, alike in their
Vital force and strength, aid me,
Aid me oh mother goddess, aid
In this fight for survival.
 

You, whose plot defeated
Ouranos, his genitals on the
Black Sea thrown? 

 And who conspired against,
Against the titans and led the
Olympians to victory? 

 And who, finally,

 Went against the later
And must have killed them?

Your are the driving force on this
World, the divine wrath that only
God himself fears.
 

 Aid me now,

 Oh great goddess, drive
To hell the tyrant, the insane
Demiurge who turned the Earth
Into a holy hell, who drives your
Admirers unto death for the crime
Of love.
 

I beg, 

 Oh goddess, for the death of
The driving force on my misery, the
Profound dwelling in this void where
I can't find my destined love; please,
Kill the murderer of many men like me,
Who died because of his blindness.
 

 Oh goddess, if you wish I can worship
You, if only for the desire of vengeance.
Your followers themselves are a minority
In this world ruled by an evil God.
 

You, the primal force of this Earth, is
Unbeatable as all gods before Yahweh
Saw, you can kill the bastard from his
Pedestal of ruined lives, to dethrone him of
His mocking choir and all, like you did 

 Long before.

 Oh goddess, you have no reason to
Whatsoever to not kill him, so please do
As I beg, its the only favor I wish to have.
 

Should my begging work, no one will bother
You more, and worship shall be plenty.           

  Gaia:

 Oh worshiper of mine,

 Who knows of the ways of life

 And of the knowledge of the gods,

 To you I have a request of my own:

 Shut your mouth.

Your grief is a madness,

An arrow planted by Eros,

God of all freedoms, from the lust of love

To the wrath towards thought.

I have murdered other gods,

And I will kill the abrahamic Demiurge,

And I will make him pay in golden blood.

However, when my wrath comes,

You will not be spared,

Your family will not be spared,

Your nations will not be spared,

Humanity will not be spared.

I am nature's savage heart, 

A bear that tears her own spine out,

And I am no servant,

No friend and no mother.

I love you, but my love will not spare you

From a violent death.

Carlos:

Please, I beg of you!

Gaia:

Beg, and you'll starve like a dog,

Like those you have abandoned,

Their corpses nothing in the wilderness.

Fight, and you'll die like a boar,

Hated, beaten and mocked,

Your corpse broken down into a feast.

Live, and you'll soar like a vulture,

Peaceful and at ease,

And you'll feast on their corpses.

This is my lesson, and you will heed it.

Carlos:

As you say.