Riding forward and Sign
from the Path to Life

Lif’s Kingdom shall crowned come

Come closer 

Touch Life and Death here

We are not mere meat and shadows
We are Önd’s remained from Holy Times
From Time in Time guarding and helping

We shall never be seen begging at our own table
upon our owned, this too long infested World!

Vermin qualm in stolen wisdoms,
making black and white of colours
and raising houses with stolen bars

So separate yourself from need
like a leaf beckoning its winter!

Let Viet’s suffering be eradicated here!

Let Lif’s coming world reign!

The Ravens cry in the forest
The fog presses itself over the meadow and fades

The Spear is thrown.


Time has come.