Join a funeral Let's take an importance and dignity of The moment. There is a darkness sarcophagus In front of us. And inside there is a corpse of a dead god Who burried forever With his dead, lying rules. The prayers come to us from below, But he, as a god Has never heard them. But the time has come for him, too Like for every god of all times. The greatest the most powerfull And just has come to the throne. He looks proudly at his kingdom And the burial - ground of gods, Where the funeral with the sarcophagus Treads dispassionately. The most powerful's name Sounds in the chaos. But among the great, Ancient graves There is also his. Every god dies. The believers make him die. His dead star emits light Over the powerful burial - grounds of gods. Buried religions and cultures, Forgotten rules of the universe Who come back to their Primary ruler. Nobody has the courage To open graves! There is no way to foresee A burried disaster For million years.