In this perfect moment of spiritual oneness when even in darkness I see the light and glory I repent not, for I promised to break no vows so I move in the wonder and dwell in dreams forgotten
I ask nothing for me or my kind as sacrifice is a most sacred thing and in this most uplifting holy day we have prayed for this perfect moment
As we sing in our thousands pure we know that we, we have to endure mercy that yet least we are not battle worn and so gifted are our armies in the arts of wars
Yet on this fifth day of fasting I sit with the others liken to me and with pyramids of silver we ask for strength and purity