Oh day, betrothed of night
And the twilight in between
Where the burning line of the sky
Is drawn towards the distant dark
O water, wind and earth
And the life of fire's light.
Night of rain and fire
And the profound dark within.
What will become of us
What will remain in the break of day
Wherefore water, wind and earth?
Has the light of fire died?
No — it will never end like this
Come dawn we must travel east
Leave behind all the shattered dreams
Forsaken spirits and hollow hills
Still — it won't end like this
Come dawn we shall travel to the east
Leave behind the bloodened fields
Broken spirits and shattered shields