Clans of deities inhabit a land
Of forces unknown, its matter to withstand
A liaison through a burning rainbow made
Linking gods to man, or so it was portrayed
A land blessed alike by fortune and fertility
Golden shimmering gemstones, life and virility
A domain of power, of primordial supremacy
Treasure of the evermore, eternity's legacy
Dwelling of those whose gifts are abundant
Supreme vessels of divergent endowment
The fate of man and gods alike
Addressed daily under the tree of life
Abode of those who's death brings honor
In battlefields perished and slaughtered
Void of fear, their vessels rode ahead
Striking clear, into the hall were sent
Formed by the three, the first who were
Sons of he, his murder they bore
Wisest of all, sat on the golden throne
The all father, he, shall too be gone
When fate's strings starts to roll
When the link at last to shreads scatters
And heavens above like hell shatters
Few remain from ashes they rose
Hope at last in innocence that
No sin knows
Few remain from ashes they rose
Hope at last in innocence that
No sin knows