Rise with Me
Hear! Upon the Great Mountain,The beloved of the Sun sing to Her,A song of Love and Devotion,Of Battle and Glory.The golden Sun, Her Light ever shining,Bathes our faces in warmthAnd scorches our enemies,Burning them to holy ash.Yet even the radiant Sun must rest.And so we are left without Her,Cold and naked and alone,At the mercy of those who stalk in the Dark.We mourn for Her as She slumbers,Knowing She never wishes to part from us,The last wink of twilight,Her fading farewell kiss.Yet the nigh...