My reflection is wiped out...
And now I see with my new eyes
The stolen pieces of works
Unfinished by nature
And I feel...
The last morrow grows
Heaven's realm will fall
And darkness...
Everything I met... not only before me
And around me, in me ... everywhere ... opacity
Eternity is untouched perfection
Emergence of edifices from left directions
An early day - my face in the last day
Before figures upon the cosmic picture
Now the gentle palm of the ardour is opening
Burnt by religion, raging in its power
Now the road leads to the regal, arcane,
Calm and cold throne of the universe
Power - plated piles of stars
Join the dark realm...