Etiam Perire Ruinae

And then rain fell down from the sky

Like a painful wall of tears which

Took away the joy of life from

Every creation with its nostalgia

Then wolf crying standing

Lonely on the top of his dreams

And his tear, like a beautiful winged crystal

At last to disappear in the embrace

Of silent infinity...

Dead silence all around...

Only echos of early days

Were shaking mountain's pillars

Soaken in blood

Of the last flame...