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Rose of the morn’

You ride and bring forth the light

Rising from throne lands in the ocean deep

From east you fly

On young Firebright and Daybright

Why do your eyes look so unwelcoming

These lands are cursed and I am drowned in fear

Why has this wretched path led me to here

The fire and darkness fight with little grace

In holy war there is no resting place

Dawn, what do you see?

With whom do you speak?

Don’t let him go

Don’t let him flee

I need to know

Why he has come

Who he has seen

Now stands a titan tall

And his eye is staring at me

I feel his burning rage

His light is overpowering

I run to fleeting shade

As the dark protects valiantly

Dawn’s children heed his call

Scalding winds blow angrily

Mortal, what did you see?

With whom did you speak?

Did you let him go

Or help set him free?

You need to know

How he had come

Who he had been

Here stands the titan tall

And his eye is glaring at me

I feel his surging rage

His light is sharp and blinding

There is no creeping shade

As the dark descends cowardly

Helios rises north

And I fall down on my knees

These lands are cursed and I am drowned in fear

Why has this wretched path led me to here

The fire and darkness fight with little grace

In holy war there is no resting place

I bow to him

The Golden Orb

With helmet gold

And dazzling robes

His stallions ride

With bursts of fire

His aureole

Glows as he speaks