One forsaken now awaken Unto song of storm So inviting now inciting Rally cry forlorn Where you will Gone on down to glory For your heart to fill Make like light being borne On wings so solar That we burn in chase All your pleasures Hoard like treasures Of the rarest hue Hidden reaches Far gone speeches Raise a rise in you Where you will Gone on down to glory For your heart to fill Make like light Being borne On winds so solar That we burn in chase