Under her sacerdotal wings - throne room of the two ends Restored in her graves - fierce shadows of the soul. Love of wisdom in one’s own right One voice - a mystic mind Taken your time to recover? Let us lay down our wings forever This is your legacy to rejoice Forever found - endlessly lost Seeking justice in envy and death Until you reform again; decadent! Taken your time to recover? Let us lay down our wings forever The great renaissance of man Restoring knowledge of the first-hand Forever found - endlessly lost Let us be the end of our host