Knowing - our world will not suffer good

I search for places where ball corrects darkness

And there in a corner, with a wine glass

I look in hearts that from pure harm

To sadly me that for their soul

Gods have found only rage

It is not visible me: for my back

Huge wings are shrouded by a haze

What for they from a birth are given me

That has understood, I only last days

On them at night I soar over a bottom

That because of people all is covered only malicious

Also thought I can change all

And the infernal earth in Edem to transform

As silly, fondly I trusted then.

Contemptible people do not trust in themselves!