The Gifts Of Gods.

Not only I can, you can too, see, that in night, you still can work yourself out. In abundance of moments, value of each exceeds thus in which I work these seconds of the night.
Flames burn bright and bring the past and future down, at last a weapon in my anger, my love is discovered for a morning that exerts to come to me before its time.

All moments empty, then fill themselves, if lethargy is sacrificed in the night,the wealth thus multiplies.