The Silver Sister
The silvern light - a stannite glowThe primal night - of the darkened vault
Under the welkin darkSolemn chants will soarThe immemorialSongs of the wise
To declare the riseOf the night-bornOf glinting dewAnd susurrant windsOf a vibrant dawnLong foreshown
And your pristine facePours down crystal rays
Caressed by your velvet touchAs we dance through the nightOne last silver kissAs the ancient song falls silent
The wolves from AntumnosCome bearing heritage divine
In stannic pearls - the light poursOver the rock-grey coats of the proud
Your radiance crystallineHeralds the ancient wordsResounding high and clear>From the Otherworld
In this night we danceGlory to the nameless oneAtir aissom atir imon
One last silver kiss before the last string decays...