Over such beauty, wars are fought. With such power, wars are won.
Through seven songs of rejoice His name relives his solar voice
Falling into the unknown Yet he shall feel no harm
Light shines upon his face Night exists no longer
In unknown colors they confront him In soundless tounge they speak his name Moonred - reaching for life through eternity Starblack - the brooding silence it frightens me
One elderly custom in timeless guise Ceremonies of old, one dove now flies Fly through time