Tucked away in moonlit sorrow
A thread to find a path to follow
We children are of little knowledge
Let mother guide us pass the foliage
Homeland calls from oh so far!
Its halls unlocked by falling star
But be wary now my little one
The guardsman wakes with the setting sun
Although his words may sound like choir
Trust him not for he's a liar
His hands are those that lit the fire
Leave me now my little one
So what had passed may be undone
Rain shall quill the falling ember
What time forgets let song remember