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...