Glowing clouds are coming forth
In the golden sky
Silver streams cross the fields
While the moonshyte rises
Enchantress twilight's dew
Gleams on gardens red
A triumphal overture
Choirs of ancient chants

Brandishing my flaming sword
In the twilight sky i soar
Through the land resounds the call
Lord of astral empires...

Splendour of the childhood's dreams
Incantation's king
Reptured by the essence of entirety
I stand enthralled in the calm
Of the mystic sunset's spell
Warm wind blows through my hair
...and the twilight gates await...