Wide heaven above I've grown faultless and strong Bearer of the golden blade Keep me from the white armed one This little mountain And a child not of my blood A silver bow to bring to light Troubling thoughts and acts of shadow In the path of the chosen arrow Let it make its mark In the heart of a star Let my aim be straight and true And in time ill make my way back to you. This land of titans and stone Of dust and bones And on the other side Something of mine In the warmth of the trust that you gave me A temple of the sun Sweet sister, i will Ever endeavor to impress you forever A golden arrow, and a feather flown In a cool and silent wooded grove