everything around is changing, everything is perishing 
without a trace. I am damping the day, appealing to the 
blasphemy of night. To the expanse of heaven like a 
bloody flourish of a whip, To the shining distance, to 
mysterious spheres. Hiding in thousands of deep caves, 
The call of burning centuries is alive with echo. In the 
dark the dust was covering blackening temples, And my 
thought was being squeezed and my flesh was being 
destroyed. Time is unwinding its reel, Plaiting miserable 
knots into the braid. Around me it is twisting loops of 
wolves, Tightening Chaos of Destiny till suffocation. 
All-absorbing evil and dungeon's ice Pushes to the Abyss, 
those who stand their knees. Prophets and philosophers-
slaves Rot under the rags piles in foam of fury.