Against the blackened auras
of the deserts of evil
there dawned a monarch
from the oceans divine
As the mane of the risen
cast weapons of light
fallen was the evil
to the warrior's might
The warrior of east
waved an ocean of glory
dropping a pearl
within the oysters of history
Betrayal at west
the verdict was set
by the clouds who turned
their shadows against
Pierced was the monarch
by the swords of dusk
shedding the dewdrop
reddened for death
Ressurect but will
the messiah of east
to lighten the lamps
of the evil's defeat