I, the Sun

When, in the dark night of Fate,

The world turns its face away,

I shall make them see yet,

My toil, my moon, holds 'em sway.

I ascend high, to let you live,

I bow down, to let you breathe,

I move on, ere I am blackened,

I live on, to help you see.

You see me not, not from Hate,

You see me not, from my Shine.

Forever, I 'll burn from within,

My destiny shall still be mine.