The Flood

In the first age of man

Called the Golden Age

Age of happiness

Age of innocence

And with no seasons

Was always Spring

Here flowers blossomed

Rivers flowed free

Milk and wine

Majestic forests

And the air with warmth to sing

And then the Silver Age began

Four seasons here

Winter, Summer, Autumn appeared

And then the Iron Age was struck

Bringing horror

Crime and greed destroyed all nature

Robbing Earth of its natural sources

Leaving Earth stained red with blood

Love was gone

One by one the Gods abandoned hope for the Earth

Leaving only Astraea to pine for its worth

Jupiter demanded she be taken afar

To find a new peace of mind in the stars

Filled with rage, Gods were summoned

To a meeting

At the palace of heaven

Along the road of the Milky Way

Jupiter demanded that they flood all of the Earth

Destroying its birth

He told the North Wind not to scatter the clouds

The South Wind was sent out to blow them together

As they met with mighty crashes

Torrents fell upon the Earth

Then inspired by guidance

They cast behind them the bones of their mother

Their Mother Earth who is parent of us all

As they struck the ground they found new form

Flesh from moisture, the rest to bones

Once more to reshape us all

And then a new race began

Wich owed its very existence

From heroes who made man.