Throughout the eons of time,
Winds swept and time passed,
Whilst civilizations grew, the land was dormant
Answering to the running call of the gods.
An empire fell and grew anew,
Bringing light from it’s peoples everlasting desire.

Wise Cantors sing of their supernal masters,
Who are balanced in their mighty stations,
By the eternal Elohora,
Her eternal wisdom guiding and balancing them,
Stabilizing the basin and their judgement.

Truthseeker Japhiel the sagely lord,
His wisdom guiding those who seek his benevolent advice.
Idealisms of truth and wisdom,
Whistling in the winds of time
Bringing light to those who wish it to be so.
Illuminating is his path.

Crusades were wrought in the name of the courageous Methrenton,
His will dictating to slain those,
Who would corrupt our light with their darkness,
Delving the world further into eternal conflict.
Guiding the hand of his beloved warriors,
To strike down those who are tainted,
And those who are enemies of his wondrous city.

Winds roared and the sun rose through the darkening world,
As the lady Raziela gave her lesson.
Roses bloomed and tulips dawned in her wake.
Echoes of love fled throughout the land inflicting
Loyal citizens with this gift of pure passion,
Innocence it may seem but within the understanding
This beautiful supernal brought, led to Celestial Grace
In the light filled city.

Last in this epic melody is our hope,
Lady Shakiniel, shelters those who need defence,
And brings them into her light.
Colouring dawn in her rose-tinted hue,
Worlds are shown the wisdom of sacrifice.
As it has been shown before.

Old to New,
Dark to Light,
The Supernals remain,
Guiding our hands,
As we raise our voices.
Ascending in harmony with their teachings.
For now we live with light,
Striving against that which is dark,
Until the day it’s taint is no more.