Outraged by justice done too late to count,
Nature was crushing down the frightened world
With fire tempests brought by deadly clouds
And cruel winds of everlasting cold.

"Behold the Powers in their righteous wrath!"
A mighty voice was crying in the skies.
"Repent your wrongs and turn back to the path
You've once abjured ensnared by evil lies."

The fierce words took down the haughty thrones
Of sins which none cares to remember now,
Leaving behind a sea of wretched groans
And seven colors as eternal vow.