The azure veil shook, while the heavenly maiden went to sleep,
The waters broke to brooks, as the gloaming stained the lake that's deep.

Her heart was laden with the weight of all the creatures down below,
Her soul stained with every sin of life, yet persists as a good fellow.

Her eyes finally close as the world below plunges into darkness,
In her place her children shine, to bring the light upon the madness.

Once again she wakes, as the birds sing a choir down below,
So does life, to live is to sin, their madness start their hollow bellow