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.