Awakening

The spirit is awoken by Eternity rays

Icy wind was breathing in the dark

The moon was calling by the cold look

The world was lying spread under the sky

In the sea of rays that swirled

Its golden gleam over soul

The spirit who's house is there

In the deep sky

Wings of gloom has spread over the vale

The mist-like forest gleams

In blind tears of mist

No single ray shall shine

Over the long night

The land shall hoot of thousands alarm bells

The swords-like lightnings

shall cut the night

And mad fire shall burn

Stand up from your knees

Take this sparkle

The look. It is the first look of fire

Your call. That call in the distance

Grows up into the long hum

The hum of free land's birth.