Sway with the shift of the heavens The arcs of light that trace through the dusk Reflecting in the troubled mirrors That wax and wane with the moon
To find their glory and grow in their splendour One should welcome the grasp of solitude Recharged by the light of a thousand suns Behold a king who will rise from a surging sea
We all should walk with a crown to bear To rule the vast surface of cerulean And to serve the cobalt welkin with its lights The lights that guide our travels
Let the Earth be a beacon Here in the absence of life From where our steps will turn to strides And eagerness to boldness For cosmic wisdom to satisfy That age-old gaze of yearningTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.