Once through hundreds of centuries
The star was lighted.
Lone in the darkness of the night
Its dull ray shone in the darkness.
Loosing its power and rule
In the endless war of the worlds
It was struggling with darkness
Like the burning out light.
The star lighted and showed wrong way.
This way was giving illusion of life to men.
And the light was growing dim, loosing its rule.
And the way was growing dark, disappearing in the night.
...Government of darkness,
Mist and pain came.
And darkness changed the light
Hid the sun with the cover.
Only ashen moonlight
Plainly shone in the darkness.
Only pain and hate
Remained in the hearts of simple people.