Tyrant's wing

The light obeyed tonight, concealed..

Upon him the piece of land that the light gives

The star lent the edge of the night light

And asks for the light to return, enough

The light removed the piece of land until

It swayed in space, and denied the star

Attacked the naive darkness, urging

The planetary beings send a thousand lights

They searched for the darkness to meet one day

But the light in the night finds

If the darkness imprisons the light with hatred

The light will disappear in the wake of violence

If it wears the cloak of whiteness

Then the morning announces the beginning of the stop

And the morning does not lend itself to the night

The wing of a tyrant in the shadow of progress

If the fog comes, it is the messenger of the morning

I fear the night... when the light goes out

If the darkness is prolonged one day when the light goes out, file a lawsuit against it to extend the deletion