Song of the Starry Dawn, The

The Song of Starry Dawn

Caressed we are of the Star
Curssed are we of the Light
Blemisht we are of the Sickle
Blessed are we of the Night

Children of
The Fury Sun
Cast thy Eyes
Upon it's Sight

Curssed are we of the Star
Caressed we are of the Light
Blessed we are of the Sickle
Blemisht are we of the Night

Bask in Bright
Seal the Might
Bend yer Head
To th' Golden Grace

Blessed are we of the Sickle
Blemisht we are of the Night
Curssed are we of the Star
Caressed we are of the Light

Children of
The Chill Sickle
Turn thy Eyes
From Midnight Sun

Blemisht are we of the Sickle
Blessed we are of the Night
Caressed we are of the Star
Curssed are we of the Light

Bask in Blight
Steal the Night
Spit in the Face
Of the False Dawn Light

. . .

"Now, now. . .

Children of
The Hidden Dawn
Turn Thyst Tired Eyelids
From This Yawning, Soundless Song."