On wings of an angel forsaken
Our destinies lie

In courage, conviction (through the night)
We find our redemption (find our light)
That we might make our ascension

Burden shouldered
Seven worlds of teardrops falling into the sea
Bitter seeds, these, e're yearning to be

Free!
Holy Mother, set us free!
Strike our irons, be our

Solace
Temperance
Virtue
Vengeance

Firmament over us
Fundament 'neath us

Take flight into the starry heavens
On high, celestial procession
Fire on ruby mountaintop
To guide us to the word of god(dess)
Solace
Temperance
Virtue
Ascension!

Guide our spirits ever higher
And higher, and higher, and higher
And higher, and higher, and higher, higher!

On wings of Faith
We'll rise again

Ware ye the madness
The breeds inside us

Tides of fury flowing, ebbing
Mists of madness whorling, wending
Veil of nothing, never-ending
Dare not seek what lurketh down beneath
No!

An evil hiding from the sun
Blinding, he screameth eschaton immanent