In times of dark ages
Demons of extinction raised
And opened gates to all realms
Naked beings were leaved at the mercy
Of withering power, as stalls fall
Ninety-nine Gates are already closed
Their worlds are ruined
Only last gate is withstanding
Protected by immense power
Mages are defending their world
Demons are insane and rage with anger
Who is rising to oppose them?
What are these powers?
Which is protecting this world?
Why is it?
Nathless they are only two
Strong and powerful, invincible
The first Equirhodont is
The second Durron is called
Their world is Magic
The wall created by spells
Is rising before demons
The wall eternal like universe
Resilient like Mages
Is stronger after every thrust
The struggle appear to be infinite
Isn't it however only a dream?
Milliard years already last
Does not appear that one day ends up
Why should so?
Black magic is aeonic, powerful
Demons hold their world
Who was drive them into the battle
Which hasn't winner
Which will have the end?
No one knows, and don't understand
This endless urge
Conquer the mystery and mysticism
Volition of Excellency
Hunger for eternity
So the struggle lasts to these days
And will last forever
You are only ordinary humans
Humans before gates
Before closed gates!
Forever!
Forever and alone!
You stupid humans
Forever!
The last went away, I stayed alone among graves, serene, silvern
In which rests thousand tales, which nobody knows
Which nobody listen in and which nobody narrates