Mysteries Cosmos (Khors)

In the twilight of the battles that are dying out With ashes and clotted blood layer, With fragments of great cities The former world has been covered. Stars, dying away, having cast their last look. On epoch's decline, plunge into the gloom of chaos The Earth has fallen asleep under the icy cover of eternity. Only thought and memory Are moving through the frozen darkness Conducted by avidity and greed of knowledge Of the latent space mysteries. Lengthways Yggdrasil to the source of destinies And further into the gloom and to the space of an icy flame Where the death keeps the secret And grant it only to the strong.