Beacon of light, illuminate us
Burn away this oppressive darkness
So we may breathe in the elegance
Of the lives we have been given
And of the life we can create
On a noble throne, she awaits
Gazing into the fathomless depths
Ever facing inwards, to the cradle
Where our existences began
Patiently she has endured
Years of provocation
At the behest of those
Who would see her kingdom ruined
Yet her veil of tranquil clouds
Which lies so gently
Above her countenance
Conceals a storm of brilliant fire
One which cannot be quenched
By the hands of doomed men
One which cannot be quenched
By the feeble ways of old
She strikes across the sky
Glorious and unwavering
A righteous retribution
That shines for those who burned
Beacon of light, illuminate us
Burn away this oppressive darkness
So we may breathe in the elegance
Of the lives we have been given
And of the life we can create
Brilliant beacon who oversees the stars
Who flashes like lightning above the highlands
Who splits apart the greatest of mountains
Behold the glory of your righteous wrath
Let your anger descend in shining conflagration
Let their transgressions become kindling for the blaze
And her veil of tranquil clouds
Which lies so gently
Above her countenance
Conceals a storm of brilliant fire
One which cannot be quenched
By the hands of doomed men
One which cannot be quenched
By the feeble ways of old
She strikes across the sky
Glorious and unwavering
A righteous retribution
That shines for those who burned