The Sky Grows Dark

Under a young sun, under a new star
Out in the wild, newborn night
From the crest of a mountain wrought of light
The water is fair in the moonlight
And the shadow of evil is far.

Under a white light, under a brilliant sky
Far from the dark of the shadowy heights
Lost in the fragrance of the innocent night
Watching the dawn’s first radiant light
As the shining stars slip by.

Under a golden moon, under a silver sky
Search for the sea of molten gold
But the river is deep and the water is cold
This is your price, bought with those words,
And now they are all going to die.

Under a darker light, under a dusky sky,
Fallen in love with the silent night
Wandering alone in a gray twilight
The moon is fair and the stars are bright
But the sun has gone out and no one knows why.

Under a dying moon, under a fading star,
The heavens are washed in the prophet's tears
These are the final, accursed years
They cry in the darkness, alone with their fears
And in the end - the sky grows dark.