Listen to them wail at the minarets,
"Welcome to hell, newborn believers!"
"For if this is not hell, what is?"
Where are the songs of the thousand spirits?
Where are the nectars of the glorious past?
Where are the rivers of the purest water,
And where are the singing minarets of the Gods?
We have been deceived, we have been deceived,
For who has not sinned, if not us?
The Gods who have sinned have done against us,
In this hell the have entrapped us, from our divine right,
To sleep upon the bossom of Amari,
And gaze upon the highest Zhemrelln,
Not rot in this desert for all eternity,
As the slaves of those inferior to us. |