Before reading this, do me a favor and watch the video….Rammstein - Sonne

“Sie is die hellste Stern from Allen,Vier und will nie from himmel fallen”

I have written this days ago, Is it any good, don’t know, I just played with a few words, and here is the result.

7 “dwarfs” and die SNOW/White…..

Rainbow in the dark, glowing spark

captured in the human Arc

You are a rainbow in the Dark

You are picture on the walls

tamed in many halls

You are light frozen in time

you are sublime

You are, a frame with no name

You are a rainbow in the Dark

a sacred spark, born in the dark

White Light is a favor sent by the Gods,

You here, fighting against all odds

You feel alone, left alone in this mortal cone

Agony in the distance is closing in

clouds are getting pretty dim

life here can’t be lived without the sin

our souls trapped between

this is no place, for a thick skin

Find a sword to ride along!

In our hand’s sword is our ace

saving grace, savior of our race

Knowledge of old has to be told

We are ridding into the storm

the reason why we have been born

Our horses are white formed in the Great divide

Our brothers, our sisters by our side

On this day we ride

We are a rainbow in the Dark

We marching against this monstrous tide

some say a certain suicide

We can’t be broken, on this hill

we will not lose our will,

even if we die, we will take with us this lie

Knights are here once more, to tear down this bore

We are a rainbow in the dark

calling out the human arc

Give us a spark!

Riders of the Storm are born, and they ride

once more side by side

not looking for a numb thrill but a historic win

They ride on the bosoms of fate against monsters filled with hate

The cosmic battle rages,the human mind is burning

bowels of this world are turning…

insanity is born out of the sacred fire

fueled by unholy desire, trying to force

the dawn of another worthless empire

Rainbow is born in the dark

tirelessly waiting on the human arc

Batlle of the Gods, humans stack in between

dancing to this sin,

Who will win?

Battle of Ages tirelessly rages

Spears, swords, and lances don’t take any chances

simultaneously clash against each other with ferocious force

sky in a matter of seconds becomes a bloody source

any moment the last omen could be broken

armies of the death awoken

truth eaten, chewed, and forgotten

dead should stay dead, so has been said

soldiers who should sleep send to fight,

sent to kill against their will

The last force of life should be killed with a shady knife

deadly romance, tight grip,momentus flip

fire and smoke

creating a deadly choke

Earth holds her breath, silently moaning for the countless death

tremors that have never been felt before, finishing with a thunderous encore

Strange sounds pierce the night,

all death or living is engulfed in this exhausting fight

death riding astride, of course

doesn’t take any side

Once more blinding pulses of light fill the black, butchered sky

Mother Earth silently asks...Why?

Blood-bated horror, is this the face of the new tomorrow?

A new “fun”, under a newborn Sun…

Blood has been spilled, and many are thrilled

they drink from the red moon, awaiting doom

Dead Eyes are glowing, rivers are filled with dead bodies

All that has been built has fallen like abandoned soddie

Who will have the last word, who will be given the sword?

Who will be Born?

This is a battle for forgotten souls, for fallen saints

for those brave warriors who don’t easily faint

For Rainbow in the Dark that is

awaiting human spark

It is a dance of the dark and light

awaiting the morning of the human arc

All is set aside, lost words

silent worlds

a sky filled with thunder and swords

The battle is getting late give us a date…

Days here are filled with bewildered heads and hate

You are a rainbow in the Dark

will you receive a final spark…

Will you be born, under a flashing sky

in the midst of a new lullaby

A month full of pride is a suicide,

month of June

sings a nasty tune

True rainbow is born without sin

it will win

True rainbow is the true and only path,

it is not an ugly spell cast in the presence of Hell

no more prisoners of arc, light is finally free

for all to see

A Rainbow is a sign in the sky

Will you try?

visit the other side,

riding this glorious tide

because Time, the time my friends, is on our side….

Enjoy the Ride.

Obviously, this poem is born from Dio-Rainbow In The Dark

Let's say the meaning has been adjusted, and corrected to the current timeline….

Is it any good, don’t know, you bee the judge I am pretty tired.

I am barely keeping my eyes open…

Dio-Rainbow In The Dark (lyrics)

The picture in the middle is Svarog. The Slavic god of Celestial Fire and of Blacksmithing by Saša Ristić Krieger