Procession of the Solar Angels
from dawn to dusk, the soil is rich within us
may the light of dying stars reveal the path
Triumph of the Lunar Lords
a world spun for billions of years before our birth
Hanging on a thread while bursting from the seams
Unifying of strings & envy for all things with wings
I bargained with my sins and shed my skins
En Archē En Khaos