In need of might and futurality
We are what we always have been
In might of need and much morality
We seek a goal in what we've seen

You are in fright when close to sanity
Real life is not what it might seem

(The eye of worlds about to close)
The golden sun has rose
(Where lay the oracle of wrath)
The tale has come to path
(The start of quest is to explore)
The age of darkness is no more
(When search of planets has begun)
Where rise the sun

When light is gone and we are enemies
Then it is time to start redeem

(The eye of worlds about to close)
The golden sun has rose
(Where lay the oracle of wrath)
The tale has come to path
(The start of quest is to explore)
The age of darkness is no more
(When search of planets has begun)
Where rise the sun