Warming rays are shadowed by threatening clouds, //
While hissing winds create the oddest sounds. //
Linked to the power and speed of a beam, //
Ion is cast to this strange and fake scene.
Forced into an isolation, struggling for light //
Ion rises to slowly take up the fight. //
Man's on the verge of darkening lights, //
Condemned to destruction's everlasting nights.
The memory of golden age's //
Heavenly powers slowly fades. //
Books of wisdom, highly honoured, //
Knowledges have long been smothered.
