The locust meant not good for man
For it fleet to destroy
And waste with all impurity
Leaving the crops infertility
The evil locust of our time

Who can predict the locust?
As one can tell the time
We need to lie in wait
To fight the evil beast
Before it be late
With boldly faith we set
We will never wait
The locust of our time

My hands filled with crops
The evil beast birds await
To snatch and waste them all
The crops that stand for the blessings
The locust and their likes
Await to strike again
They seek for peaceful talk
Before they leave my crops
The evil deadly locust
The locust of our time

Unmovable, unshakable faith
Fear not, clean your tears
Leave them do their worst
Until their cups is filled
They will later rest
No time for any talk
The hand i plant my crops
The all belongs to me
And i shall never give up
To evil monstrous beast
The locust of our time.