Wide heaven above
I've grown faultless and strong
Bearer of the golden blade
Keep me from the white armed one
This little mountain
And a child not of my blood
A silver bow to bring to light
Troubling thoughts and acts of shadow
In the path of the chosen arrow
Let it make its mark
In the heart of a star
Let my aim be straight and true
And in time ill make my way back to you.
This land of titans and stone
Of dust and bones
And on the other side
Something of mine
In the warmth of the trust that you gave me
A temple of the sun
Sweet sister, i will
Ever endeavor to impress you forever
A golden arrow, and a feather flown
In a cool and silent wooded grove