Long time ago, I wake up, saw humans prey for a fine harvest.

Next time I wake up, I witnessed ships with Griffin on flags sailed to the east and west.

Last time I wake up, flash, fire and heat all over the ground. Humans fell down for thing that they don't really realize.

I shall fall asleep once again for the despair I have received.

Hope, next time I wake up, is the renaissance of the world.