Sun

[Spoken]
In the beginning people had nothing
Their bodies ached and their hearts held nothing but hatred
They fought endlessly but death never came
They despaired stuck in the eternal quagmire

A man offered a serpent to the sun
And prayed for salvation
A woman offered a reed to the sun
And asked for joy
Feeling pity for the sadness that had overrun the earth
God was born from those two people

God made time and divided it into day and night
God outlined the road to salvation and gave people joy
And God took endless time away from the people
God created beings to lead people in obedience to her

The red God Xuchlibari
The yellow God Lobsil Vith
Many Gods and Angels
Finally God set out to create paradise
Where people would be happy by just being there

But there God's strength ran out and she collapsed
All the world's people grieved this unfortunate event
Yet God breathed her last
She returned to the dust promising to come again

So God hasn't been lost
We must offer her prayers and not forget our faith
We wait in hope for the day...
When the path to paradise will be opened