Listen to my voice, child,
I'll guide you away from evil's test,
Take this gift I've brought for you,
I've ripped it from my chest,
The light is enough to burn the eyes of God,
Don't look into my heart, or you'll be blind,
Save it for the moment you're too weak,
Only look into my gift when heaven grows too dark to find,

Listen for my voice, child,
I'm your only true friend in this place,
The air is turning thin and pale,
Hold onto my heart, look into my face,
I'm sickly and moving ever closer into the light,
The devil is playing with my soul,
Unwrap my heart, hold it high with all your might,
Hope that its power can peirce the ever biting cold,

Lined with silver veins and valves,
The fallen angel himself will die,
Hold it higher, higher, my child,
Its veins must take hold of the sky,
Listen to my voice, child,
You've done well to save us mortal men,
I ask one last thing of you,
Place the power back into my chest,
And let me live again.