When pieces of the shattered moon
Gather up in perfect form,
Then shall be the moment soon
When the Celestial Child is born.
Through trials, troubles, and come what may,
One moment of truth on the darkest day.
Among those present at Child's reception
Will be herald of peace, and herald of death,
Spirits of wisdom, harvest, protection,
Knowledge, compassion, and life's pure breath.
One life for all, all lives for one
Even noble deeds cannot be undone.
Descendants of honor, lightning, hunters, royalty
Flowers, riches, shadows, and power
Shall friends of the Child be
Up to the final hour.
But all alone in the deciding fight
Will be the Child, the brightest light.