Fountains, untold
Diluvials
Mountains, unseen
Materials

Crunches and turns the axis of time
An epoch of spring begins
The wetlands are fructified by
Intoxicating winds

Fathers, mothers
Await the fall
Sisters, brothers
The end of all

The fall of man
The end of all

Weeping, laughter
Everything fades
Whispers, thunder
Vanish in space

Radiant spheres, luminaries
Run out of fuel
Daylight, candles
All go obscure

And then the winter no one has seen
Aeons become things of the past
All die like embers in the northern wind
Frostflowers remain last

Crunches and turns the axis of time
A beast approaches to devour the Sun
To gorge the barren soul of man
No more ages to come