The Sun was cruel,
And earth was hot,
Nature made a retreat,
Of all beautiful creatures.

Man looked for refuge,
Under trees and mounts,
Life stood on the edge,
Of cold and sudden delays.

Warlords struggled for life,
Their swords became still,
In the heads of wise men,
Black grasses grew in mass.

The weather changed,
To something not even,
Confusion walk on streets,
Wearing a thick black mask.

Crowns left their...