From time that ticks an endless shore,

Comes weeping tears from creeping doors.

And in the night with solemn errs,

Touch thy cheeks and seize the fears.

Caress thy skin and see it through,

Feel thy hynger, feel thy woes.

Plant thy seed and let it grow

Someday you'll use it for sure I know.

A mother's love that never stops,

A quest for passion through bruise and bumps

And if she falls and stumbles down,

She's sure to stand and claim her ground

When the war of the beasts brings about the world's end

From the sky, the goddess shall descend

Wings of light and dark shall spread

Guilding bliss room gold through bread

Infinite in mystery is the gift of the goddess

We seek it so, and take thy prowess

Ripples form in water's lies

For wandering souls that seeks to die There is no hate but only kindness

For you are beloved by the goddess.

Hero of the dawn, healer of words,

Dreams of the morn shall claim those that wander.

Even if the morrow is barren of promises,

Nothing shall forestall my return.

To become the dew that quenches thy land

To spare the sands, the seas, the skies

I offer thee, this silent sacrifice.