Ahriman, Lord of Midnight,
pours darkness on the earth.
From his throne on the Black Sun,
amidst the Radiant Cold
he sends oracles, saying, face facts,
nothing makes sense anymore, does it?
The human dilemma has no solution,
the end of the universe is Absolute Zero,
and as for you: you can do npthing,
you're on your own
nobody loves you.
But Ahramazda replies, Don't despair
don't be taken in
don't listen to this oxymoron
the sun's still shining
and look: it isn't black!
(The idea here is taken from the ancient Persian religion of Zoroastrianism, which saw the world as the scene of a titanic battle between the forces of light and the forces of darkness, personnified by the competing deities of Ahuramazda and Ahriman.
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