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 colours they confront him
In soundless tounge they speak his name
Moonred — reaching for life through eternity
Starblack — the brooding silence, it frightens me
The brooding silence frightens me
One elderly custom in timeless guise
In ceremonies of old one, dove now flies
Fly through time