'Neath a faltered sky; cross loamless plains, and watered blight
Ah! Where gone those days, once glory shone so bright?
Fallen 'neath baleful wings dark as night
Ah! A moment give to me
Hark! Shall none hear this soul's tale
Of a land, benight?

Pitiful man whom death has undone
Leaned upon a broken blade, looks too, skyward
Prithee above (almighty one) be this thy word?
Cried out, begged for truth but no answer's sound be heard
Yet, now he sees the dragon's dogma
Unbound by time; all-binding, grand design
Land and skies, and seas yearn
Finish the cycle of eternal return
Finish the cycle of eternal return