In the splitting of the sun,
Suddenly beckoning these to come
Melting all the senses numb
Sensibilities defiled,
Vulcanous creatures delight, burn wild,
Tearing at the Fire Child

Lost in time
Shattering the mirror's new design:
Broken colors falling through the line;
Scattered faces unto the night

In the impulse of delight,
Those remaining will catch the sight
Eager to renew their flight
With the dawning of the child,
Vulcanous creatures return, burn wild
Glowing with the Fire Child