With the coming of the light in the long ago sleeping open spaces The peace of the souls was taken away - put in chains The boundless \"bottom\" of the universe was burned down And anguish had sprouted in the earth So many burned souls were pushed away from the stream Leading to harmony with the unseen Strewing with every sunrise The room of the entire dark harmony Invisibly soaked in the old matter Burning the secrets, erasing them to oblivion As if sneaking in the calm sleep Turning every stream to the other side into a bridge of fire But the light will soon die out Like a candle burning low Drowned in its warm faces And the make-up changes in the nights Hidden under the colours Colours clad in darkness Despondent, the souls look intently around And then fall asleep among them But their sleep wouldn't last for a long time Keeping the secrets - secrets about the dark ...And darkness will befall again...