The sun goes down with the dying of the light for who would help it in its plight?
The Stars and the Moon dance high above, fighting for supremacy in flight
The darkness and the light, the eternal pair, day and night
A fight without end, would help them in theIt plight?
“An endless fight, equal to our own, we will help them in they’re plight” so sayeth the gods
Battles raged, dark against light, Gods against devils, day against night. Who but the people would feel their might?
Strong winds tore down churches and pagan dwellings alike, as rain rained down with a cold, hard bite.
The gods and devils were then no more, torn to shadows by their fight, who but the people could help in the plight of the day and light?
So stepped fourth many challengers who, whatever their might, could not aid in this long, dreary plight.
So at last, the dark and the light, day and night. Agreed to be friends and have lots of parties, this message did not reach Bopper 2 who still to this day seeks to cure that plight