[Legend about life] In autumnal yellowed foliage Knightly armor dwells and killed horse Sunlight breeze dry out dew On helmet and sword of hero Hero dropped of in eternal sleep Glance of his dull blue eyes Sad and weary towards heaven aim Fade away the glory of gallant knights Trees are bowing down with wistful song Grey hairs of fathers, woeful eyes of mothers Tone of sylvan horns sounds through the autumn Clamor of battles in a distance fade away. As it whole world were went to sleep And stars glowing on yellowed foliage Where knightly armor dwell And killed horse, helmet and sword... [Dedicated to J.Vrobel] I would become my own demon, somebody speaks to me, his sight fire's a sign in my heart, sign of age and death, sign fiery and frore, coursing before me dark and horrid.