In the Light and Darkness

In the evening's dimness,
From the heart of darkness,
The ancient sun starts to stretch-
For the game of light and darkness.

A sacred soul turns into vile:
Hires a ma'am to release his wail;
Finds a route without light;
Takes her face under his waist.

Next morning, the sun sets.
The vile hides behind the veil;
The angelappears anewto spread-
The light into the hearts of darkness.